How Could You Know?
As you lay sleeping far away as still as you could be...
How could you know the joy today this photo brings to me?
A few short weeks and you'll be mine, and "I" will soon be "We".
How could you know the love I feel? It's something you can't see.
So have sweet dreams, my precious babe. Sleep well and tenderly.
Some say that you're the lucky one. How could you know it's me?
--- Kris Laughlin
" Not flesh of my flesh, nor bone of my bone, but miraculously, still my own."
Do not be afraid, for I am with you; I will bring your children from the east and gather you from the west.
Isaiah 43:5
Isaiah 43:5
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Kris is my hubby's cousin and has adopted twice from China. She'll be glad to know that you felt her poem.
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