Love this little poem....

He Is Mine A sweet adoption poem, acknowledging that our children are entrusted to us by God. By Valerie Kay Gwin, from Chicken Soup for the Adopted Soul I tiptoed into your room one night. I watched you sleeping there. Your tiny body looked so snug Wrapped in peaceful slumber's care. I thought of how you came to be The child we'd longed to know. I wondered at the sight of you: "How could she let you go?" Tears streamed down my cheeks as I Felt the pain she must have known. For I will have to let you go Some day when you are grown. A mother I might never meet Had given me her son. Yet, surely as you've filled my heart, A piece of hers you'd won. "How could she let you go?" The question kept returning. And in the depths of my own heart. A question kept on burning. "How can I ever let you go When years have come and gone?" I stood there by your crib until The nighttime turned to dawn. And as the sun peeked through the shades, The voice of God broke through. "I trusted her to give him life And now I'm trusting to you. "To show him what is right and wrong, to love him and to be The one who teaches him the way To come back home to me. "He wasn't hers to give, you know. And he's not yours to own. I've placed him in your life to love But he is mine … on loan."