Adopted Can Adapt
They were married and enjoyed it the most,
They both earned and made more and more,
They were wealthy and healthy beyond compare,
Life flowed in little gems and pearls,
As they thickened marital gel,
However marriage could not bear the fruit,
When they wanted it most,
Soon desperation took over,
Medicine could not just help,
Frustrated to no end,
They landed in an orphanage,
And brought someone home,
She was a delight to hold,
Little arms,puny legs and a solid head,
Their face glowed when they saw her broad smile,
Their time riveted on her and her alone,
She snuggled in their arms as if their own,
They fed her,schooled her,dressed her and more,
She spoke her first words called “Mom” and then “Dad”,
She outgrew her clothes and they marveled in just that,
Now her words flowed fast as she gushed delight,
Three were together for most time,
And loved it so,
She sought her own adult world outside,
And got herself fixed there well,
Her time was now divided as with all healthy adult,
But her reference point remained fixed at home and them,
Her chemistry with them was about genetic,
It was a chance and they all saw it well,
She was their fresh adult,
As they were her mentors old,
Her psyche was without scars and she was genial and well,
She paced and paced in growth,
And got her own domain,
But her reference points remained pretty same,
Though sometimes it does not happen,
But here the adopted had adapted real well.
Copyright © Shishir Gupta | Year Posted 2005
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