You took my small, frightened hand in yours, and I was comforted; I finally felt safe. I found out it didn't bother you that I had been in several foster homes; it didn't matter we were different colors; you told me were were all God's children, rainbows in His garden. I like that...it didn't matter that I wasn't born to you; you loved me enough to take my hand in yours and told me you wanted to be my Daddy; you showed me what it was like to be loved and wanted; it didn't matter that I have a disability; out of all of the so-called "perfect" kids out there, you chose me! You saw potential in me; you weren't like all of the others, who called me names, who hit me when I acted up or didn't move fast enough, who said I was more trouble than I was worth...all that disappears when we hold hands...your big, strong hand enveloping my little one makes me feel special; I love you, Daddy!
First of all, thank you for the dedication; glad I could be a part of this!! Splendid, heartwarming prose; this could warm the shackles of the heart of even the most mean-spirited person! We need more people like those who adopt children, particularly those who have speical needs; the world would be a much better place!! Very well done! BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :D
This touches at a father's heartstrings to no end Karla, as a Dad and a Poppy my little girls are the world to me. I am glad even if you had a hard start that you found or he found you and offered a father's love for yours in return.
Dear luminous friend,
Your poetic prose flows from a heart where no other seeds but those of love sprout, then bloom, beautifully. A fine ground you are, and your Daddy certainly sensed that.
Endless blessings of Love&Light*, with
{{{{{{{{{{{{{hugs}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}
Alexandra*
What a soul-touching,heart rendering poem/prose! I truly appreciate your creative talents, dear sister. You nearly brought tears to my eyes,sister. this is a great tribute to your Daddy
you brother abdi-noor
A beauty that brought bittersweet tears to my eyes. I will never understand how people can throw away children. Each one is a bud of promise that with the proper nurturing can blossom into a beautiful flower among the garden of man. Every child deserves to be loved and to be raised within a family that encourages them to be all that they can be. Wonderful write, Karla.
Take care,
Sherry
Another superb piece of prose Karla!
I'm happy to see you stretching so well!
Beautiful work!
Love,
Eileen
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on November 4, 2005
Truley a blessed event this bonding with your "other" dad. I, too, was adopted. My "other" mother could not have children. I think God knew how she was and wouldn't allow her to bear. She wasn't good.
This wonderful writing just as well can fit another genre. That being it sincerely needs to be embroidered in needlepoint and framed and offered to families who adopt. To see this compassionate writing hanging on the entry wall of a home would be quite a warm welcome to guests, family, and friends. From their first step inside, they would know they were in a loving, kind, caring, and compassionate environment and all else would be rainbows and apple pie! Strong prose, Karla. It comes from your heart. I recognize it in your signature.
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Michelle!
First of all, thank you for the dedication; glad I could be a part of this!! Splendid, heartwarming prose; this could warm the shackles of the heart of even the most mean-spirited person! We need more people like those who adopt children, particularly those who have speical needs; the world would be a much better place!! Very well done! BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :D
Felix
Reindeer
Your Daddy was a wise man
(he looked with his heart
and saw the flower in the seed)
and now we are all blessed by his wisdom.
Thanks for sharing this gorgeous prose.
Love & Light,
Joseph
Yes Karen can be QUIT inspiring with her love and written work!!
Love Tinka
Your poetic prose flows from a heart where no other seeds but those of love sprout, then bloom, beautifully. A fine ground you are, and your Daddy certainly sensed that.
Endless blessings of Love&Light*, with
{{{{{{{{{{{{{hugs}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}
Alexandra*
you brother abdi-noor
love and peace, Carole
The love of a child is as a jewel in the sunrise.
Robin
Take care,
Sherry
I'm happy to see you stretching so well!
Beautiful work!
Love,
Eileen
Sage