Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Twas the night before Christmas for the parentless child

Twas the night before Christmas
and all through the land
There are parentless children,
with no toys in hand

No stockings to be hung
by the chimney with care
No hopes for a family
soon to be there

Their beds are not snug
but cold and quite bare
There are no goodnight kisses
no one to care

While we in our homes,
laughing in delight
All settled down
for a Merry Christmas Eve night

When in some one's heart
there arises a clatter
There are children in need
who's lives really DO matter!

Away to the computer
please go in a flash
To see the sweet face
with whom YOU could be matched!

While a child you see
their beautiful face all aglow
Could this be MY child?
Could I already know??

When in the dreams of the orphan
what always appears
Is a family to love them,
to care and hold dear

As you stare at that child
your heart beats real quick-
For you know in your heart
that sweet face will stick

More dreams sweet children have
to call parents by name-
Come mama! Come daddy!
Come family to claim!

To the ends of the earth
your heart seems to call
Now child--I'm coming--
I wish for you ALL!

So on a plane to your child-
over rooftops you flew
To hold this dear soul
a wish did come true

And then in a twinkling
I saw through the door
This child of my heart
that was waiting no more

As I got my camera and
was turning around-
Into my arms did
he come with a bound!

He was dressed in many layers
from his head to his foot
and into my heart his life was just put
There was no round face
no plump little belly
just sad little eyes,
and legs shaking like jelly

In a swirl of a pen,
and a stamp and a seal
My world became brighter-
like I could suddenly feel!

We spoke not a word
they weren't needed at all
And I knew in this moment
where I got this call

God layed his hands on my heart
and to the occasion I rose
And He could do it for you
this question He'll pose.....

It won't be a shout
No not even a whistle
It won't be real clear
but faint like a whisper

Can you make room in your heart
if you try with your might?
And make a difference for one
help them see the light?

I can see you exclaim
as you hold your child tight
Thank you Lord for this gift
you got it EXACTLY right!

Written by Amy D. Adoptive mother


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