Looking Into Myself At Birth
There I was conceived at birth
if then all my life I could've seen
all that was planned in my future
asking what does all this mean?
It was in these early weeks of life
that tongue was tied staying every day
what thoughts had I in these times?
no one knows about this lump of clay
At that time my mother gave me up
what inward effects has that all had?
thankfully adoptive parents took me in
but then it could have made me all sad
There I was in children s home before adoption
not knowing my future at that very time
but God had weaved me in mum's womb
had His hand upon me over hills to climb
The Almighty knew His plan for me all along
no matter my stammer, adoption all my strife
from that moment at birth would be at my side
clutching my hand every day of life
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