Looking Out My Window

I sit looking out my window
The 4th time today
wondering who might pass by
And give a look my way

I have so much to give
I just need you to say
Come with me my child
This is your lucky day.

I know that this is just my dream
It probably will never happen
Like a fish swimming upstream
Each day my chances lessen

Some say time passes slowly
But for me it's much too fast
I know not much time is left for me
To have a family-a home at last

If you want to see my resume
It goes something like this
Born of Mom and Dad this day
Left by them for the rest.

I sit here looking out my window
The 5th time today
Wondering who might pass by
And give a look my way


Written after our experience in adoption from Russia. It is dedicated to all those precious children left behind.

© B. Matthew Bingham