Thursday, May 27, 2010

My Child, Their Child

My Child, Their Child

This is my child, Yet she is not mine-

My flesh and blood, but their sweat and tears-

She caries my genes, Yet will be shaped by their


She lives strong in my heart, but her heart

feels for them-

She lives in my fantasies, my dreams.

Yet she's their dream come true, their beautiful

and precious reality-

I gave her life, with which she made theirs whole

I learned so much to love her, that I let her go-

My child, their child it doesn't make sense,

Yet at the same time-

My child, my dream for her to have better, then I

could give,

Their child, their dream, to give her better then

I could give,-

My child, so painful, the hurt caused by her

leaving so much grieving,

Yet a world full of happiness in their receiving.

© Heather Corcoran-Schneider


  1. This is a very powerful blog filled with so much love! She is absolutly beautiful! SHe looks just liek you! What a blessed and love little girl! I am proud of you!

  2. What a great poem. That would be awesome read to a bunch of adoptive couples to help them understand the whole "my child" "your child" when it comes to birthmothers after they place.

  3. Beautiful! You are amazing! We have an open adoption and I love it!