Once there were two women,
Who never knew each other.
One you do not remember,
The other you call mother.
Two different lives,
Shaped to make your one.
One became your guiding star,
The other became your sun.
The first gave you life,
And the second taught you to live it.
The first gave you need for love,
And the second was there to give it.
One gave you a nationality,
The other gave you a name.
One gave you the seed of talent,
The other gave you an aim.
One gave you emotions,
The other calmed your fears.
One saw your first sweet smile,
The other dried your tears.
One gave you up...
It was all that she could do.
The other prayed for a child,
And God led her straight to you.
And now you ask me
Through your tears,
The age-old questions
Through the years.
Heredity or environment...
Which are you a product of?
Neither, my darling...neither,
Just two different kinds of love.
This poem was sent to me by my cousin Gay (Lossner) Wands in 2007. Gay is the daughter of one of my natural mother's brothers. I met her for the first time in 2006 when I found my mother's family.
The poem aptly describes my situation and feelings. Thank you Gay
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