Mothers Day Revisited

Mothers Day used to be just another day for me, filled with sadness and pain Even on the brightest day, I couldn't see past the pouring rain. I curled up in my special place and silently seethed About those who unknowingly had something I desperately wanted Whenever I would hear a baby's laugh I felt horribly taunted. Then a miracle came from two angels plus Heavenly Father She's made my life complete, my perfect, wonderful daughter. I'm so happy to be called mom, I thank God everyday I try to do the best I can in every single way. I remember the pain of yearning to have a chance, so I can understand I never forget that she's a gift each time she takes my hand To those wishing, hurting, praying and holding out hope's ray I pray that love's purest gift comes someday Maybe through adoption, caregiving or maybe through birth with a twist My hope is every mother finally gets her wish.