We witness a miracle each time a child enters a life. But those who must make their journey home across time and miles, growing in the hearts of those waiting to love them, are carried on the wings of destiny. And placed among us by God's own hands.

Friday, October 30, 2009

Not This Week

As you look into their faces
Wondering who each one will become
One by one you refer them
To become someone's daughter or son
I wonder
Can you hear a mother's cry
Far across the ocean wide
Until the day she comes to know
When she can bring her dear one home?
You feed, you wipe, you dress them
With tender loving care
Knowing someone, somewhere wants them
And soon they will be there.
I wonder
Can you hear a mother's cry
Far across the ocean wide
Until the day she comes to know
When she can bring her dear one home?
Hearing each case before you
You know there'll be more to come
Children needing families
And parents little ones.
I wonder
Can you hear a mother's cry
Far across the ocean wide
Until the day she comes to know
When she can bring her dear one home?
The wait is long and tiring
But in faith and hope I press on.
Soon our prayers will be answered
And the waiting tears will be gone.
I wonder
Can they hear this mother's cry
Far across the ocean wide
Until the day I come to know
That I can bring my dear one home.

Michele Cervone Scott© 2005

1 comment:

  1. Thanks for telling me about the crocs. . .I contacted those ladies! Thanks also for letting me know about the need for first aid items. . .I'll head to Wal Mart this afternoon! Where in Colorado are you?

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