To Piper Grace:

I read this poem on the Duckworth's site earlier, posted by a woman who was adopted and whose mom had printed it in her baby book. I could have written this myself (had I had the talent, of course).


Not flesh of my flesh

Nor bone of my bone,

But still miraculously

My own.

Never forget

For a single minute:

You didn't grow under my heart

But in it.



(anonymous)