I was a foster parent for many years. I learned more about the human spirit and myself on a daily basis. This poem expresses one of the main themes of how these children were emotionally withdrawn from the expression of themselves.
There are holes in my heart with liquid love running through I can't save it from flowing or keep it for you It's not that I'm selfish you know that to be true I have been turned away too many times And the damage that I hold close is a lifetime That cripples all that I do for a very long time Your love and your kindness you've given to me I want it and need it but can't let you see That I don't have the power to keep it for me So hold me and keep me, someday I'll come through When I have the wellness and strength to make me brand new Mending holes in my heart to give my love back to you
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