Promise of Love

Their dreams filled their heads
As they drove up the hill 
To the orphanage, they hoped and prayed
For a child that laid
Swaddled and warm
In a crib, to bring home on this day

But a little bit older,
The child seemed cold
Yet a smile was worn on his face
So the couple agreed
To love and to feed
This child they’ll take from this place

And though they have nothing
No money in the bank
No brand new house
But to the child they’ll give a home
As parents they swear
To give all love and to care
To treat this child as if was their own

The dark of the night
And the child he cried
A burning horrible wail
She’s a mother now 
And ran to his side
Her loving was not meant to fail

She took and she held
So tight, bosom swelled
As he hushed and fell back asleep
He’s her child now
So much love to allow
Her son, forever to keep

And though they have nothing
No money in the bank
No brand new house
But to the child they’ll give a home
As parents they swear
To give all love and to care
To treat this child as if was their own

He is a man now
With a wife of his own
Yet barren as his mom and his dad
To the car they had gone
A new road they’re now on
To the place he was as a lad

They plan to adopt
To share all they’ve got
Though nothing they have to their name
But it’s love that they’ll give
For a child to live
To grow happy and love just the same

And though they have nothing
No money in the bank
No brand new house
But to the child they’ll give a home
As parents they swear
To give all love and to care
To treat this child as if was their own
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Devonshire Avatar
April 28, 2011 at 12:10 PM
How nice it is to see you writing again, Michael! Your poem is so touching. Those who have nothing but love to give often make great parents. My brother was always poor and raised 6 wonderful children on a mailman's salary. What a loving clan he has. My sister is wealthy and her three boys had everything handed to them. None are as happy as my brother's kids. Thank you for sharing and please visit us again! Love, Carolyn
Brown Avatar
April 27, 2011 at 5:11 AM
Congratulations on your well deserved poetry being featured this week Michael my friend. Love, Carol
Mehta Avatar
April 25, 2011 at 7:17 AM
Congratulations on your poem being featured this week, Michael
Scorpious Avatar
April 22, 2011 at 10:31 AM
Fantastic work! I am thinking about self-publishing my first book. Book availability will be print on demand only. I have to basically sell the book myself, and create the buzz. What are your thoughts? Has anyone ventured with self publishing?
Freeman Avatar
April 21, 2011 at 4:38 PM
Way to go Michael, Congratulations on your success in the winner circle. Agape, Moses
Richards Avatar
April 21, 2011 at 3:02 PM
So nice to see you posting poetry again, Michael. You were one of the first to comment when I first joined the soup long ago! What a heart touching poem this is....well done! Nice to see you back! ~ Carrie
Mehta Avatar
April 21, 2011 at 1:09 PM
Congratulations on the ninth place win in the contest, Michael
Brown Avatar
April 21, 2011 at 11:42 AM
Congratulations on your win in the contest Michael my friend. So wonderful to see you post and win. Love, Carol
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April 20, 2011 at 4:39 PM
Wow, how great to see your name pop up..and writing as well as ever. Hope all is well...BG
Guzzi Avatar
April 20, 2011 at 10:23 AM
wonderful, dear, enthralling please enter this in the contest I am running real,unreal, or surreal [I think it's real?] Light & Love [If you miss this contest do try in the next]
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