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This is the package that carried our hearts through Paris, Dubai, and on to Ethiopia :)

Saturday, June 19, 2010

A poem for our son

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A half a world away
Sometimes it seems we’re so far apart
But a half a world away
Is not too far for a journey of the heart

My little one, my bundle of joy

My precious son, my baby boy
I know you’re waiting too

A half a world away

A child waits for a family of his own
While a half a world away
A family waits to come bring him home

My little one, my bundle of joy

I’m whispering a prayer
My precious son, my baby boy
I hope to soon be there

I pray that we

Will no longer have to be
A half a world away

-Unknown

1 comment:

  1. I often wonder if he has yet been born myself. Maybe he is curled up waiting to enter this world and meet his mommy and daddy. Can't wait....I love you and Shane and I love this little guy already too.

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