Her Laughter

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”

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