Out of a love; I was born, 
Given away; from my mother I was torn. 
Yet there is a connection and I know it. 

The chosen one, I've always known 
A couple took me for their own. 
They loved me and raised me well. 



I was "Special," is what I was told. 
A daughter for them to have and hold. 
But I just didn't quite fit in. 

Oh: everyone said I looked just like my Mother, 
And the love of my parents was like no other 
But there is a void that can't be filled. 



So many questions and no answers. 
Would I ever know where I came from? 
No use wondering 'cause I won't get the answers. 

Years went by and still the questions, 
But didn't search for fear of the unknown. 
I wanted to stay in my safe comfort zone. 



With a supportive spouse and a gentle shove, 
I began to search for a family to love, 
But the trail lead to nowhere. 

Then on August 2, 2002 
A phone call came; asking my name, 
Was I adopted?   The question came. 



Within a very short time, 
I knew of the Mother that was mine. 
My emotions are in a spin. 

My life can now become complete, 
For I've found my Mother, Father, Sisters, and Brothers, 
And that is, OH, so very neat. 



A Miracle from up above 
Thanks to Gods great love, 
I have a family of my very own.



© Betty Schenk