Her laughter floats on air
She fills a crowded room
Giggling with joy
Baby rolls over
And my eyes fill with tears
I want to bring her home
I want to be her Mother
I want to believe love will find a way
Yet I must leave her room
not knowing her destiny
And in this moment
I feel impoverished
I can only hope she will find her family
Before her tears begin to fall
Longing for a family
she may never know
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I wrote this expression after a recent visit to an orphanage in China. It is not really a poem in a traditional sense. I cannot fully describe the feelings in my heart. “Impoverishment” is the only word which comes to mind ~ The want to do more for this baby girl and all the other orphans left behind throughout the world. Though, my moments of feeling impoverished hardly compare to the long-term feelings of emotional impoverishment this girl may come to know as an orphan. If you would like to learn more about helping orphans in China, please visit Chinese Children Adoption International
w0rds: (c) s l jennings “Her Laughter”
image: google common license ~ I do not own rights to the above image
beautifully heartfelt your poem and your sentiment Sandy,i wish we had the resources to do so much for all these children,all across the world,bless you heart,i’m touched by your sentiments,you’re a beautiful soul.
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You are a beautiful soul as well ~ Thank you so much dear Seema 🙂
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my pleasure entirely sweetheart,take care.
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