You are a crumbling soul held together by rubber bands of love
From your adoptive family you flee mentally like a dove.
Do you know how much we ache for your wounds that won’t heal?
Like a salve that never works, you will never understand how we feel.
We forge on again and again, taking your pieces we cradle so dearly
Never missing a beat, hoping one day you will see it all clearly.
Your destiny still to be carved by your doing,
The path behind you misconstruing.
A parent’s love pushing you to be your best
Holding on and waiting for the rest.
Time will tell, time will pass
Please, be quick and show us what will surpass.