Angel In Blue 
She stands staring out into space 
She tells her story with such grace 
But the pains written across her heart 
She was a babe in arms then torn apart 
 
Is she still loved do they still care 
Was it embarrasment or maybe despair 
What are they thinking about her now 
She needs to know some day somehow 
 
So many questions she wants to ask 
So many years have drifted past 
And what became of her brother 
Was it as painful for her mother 
 
Hurting inside never knowing 
The angel in blue keeps on going 
Never forgetting from where she came 
Hoping one day to heal her own pain 
NOTE 
This is a beautiful but tragic true story. Last Saturday I went to donate blood as usual. The nurse that was taking my blood was was chatting away happily until I mentioned I was in the process of fostering a little boy. She suddenly stopped and was staring into space as she relayed her moving story. She had been adopted at birth, She had a brother she had never met, yet wanted desperatly to do so. She loved her adoption parents with all her heart and to her they would always be her parents. But there was a burning desire to know, to have answers, why? Do they think about her now? Does her brother know she exists? In That moment in time both her world & mine stood still as she rlayed to me her moving life story. I went away feeling privaliged that she had shared those feelings with me. I have tried here to translate that encounter onto paper.