My sweet Ela

To Ela

September 3, 2007

Far away there is a young girl waiting for me

she knows I am coming for her someday...

I am her mom, even though she was not made in my womb

I am her mom, because she was made in my heart...

We write and send presents she sends me lovely cards

with her crooked handwriting because of her special hands

But I know she feels like me and someday we will hug and laugh

and I will call her my sweet Ela, my special daughter

and she will call me Mom....

Sonia Paz Baron-Vine

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