“The Adopted Child” by Judith Land

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Reference: “Somebody’s Mother”

The Adopted Child

Somebody’s adopted child today
Will linger all alone
Hoping her birth mother will call
Before the day has flown.
Somebody’s adopted child will weep,
Heartbroken and stunned tonight,
Because her first mother gone
Forgot to call or write.
Somebody’s adopted child somewhere
Will kiss with lips of grief,
Portraits of a birth mother unknown
And cry herself to sleep.

Judith Land


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About Judith Land

Judith Land lives in Colorado and Arizona with husband and coauthor Martin Land. Judith is a former nurse, retail shop owner, college instructor and avid outdoor person. Her book "Adoption Detective: Memoir of an Adopted Child" is a true story detailing the journey of Judith Romano, foster child and adoptee, as she discovers fragments of her background, and then sets out to solve the mystery as an adult. She has reached readers in 192 countries. "Mothers and fathers everywhere in the world need to understand that children are forever and always." --Judith Land
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2 Responses to “The Adopted Child” by Judith Land

  1. Ivegotconfidence says:

    Thank you so much for stopping by Ivegotconfidence and liking several of my posts. I feel honored. I too am adopted, at the age of 3 1/2 months from Helena MT and have no idea who my birth parents are/were (I’m 63) but the Lord adopted me and put me in the care of two terrific people. From time to time I have wondered if there was a way to track them down, but sometimes I think it best to let it go. You never know what I might find out! In any event, you have quite a ministry to those of us who are sort of in limbo and provide valuable support. thank you for that! Stop by again, anytime!

    • Judith Land says:

      Adoptees are displaced persons by definition. Many of them feel the pain of the refugee, disconnected, alienated and separated from their roots—emotionally stranded on a desolate and baron land. The way home is a pilgrimage of the road and an ethereal journey of the mind for adoptees—a trip of a lifetime to hallowed ground but solving the complex mystery of life’s labyrinth to find the way home without a GPS, a roadmap, or a guide to follow is a daunting task they must undertake in solitude. The silent threat of darkness beyond the void where conscious memories end and infinity begins is breathtaking and alluring to them. Seeking only mercy on an intrinsic and primal level, regardless of the depths of humiliation they may find, they long to pierce the surface reflection to see what lies in the depths below. Driven by an unimpeachable desire that exhilarates and arouses within them an awakening, a frightening spark leaps from their soul as the seductions of the past overwhelm them. If only reality could account for itself, they would launch a vision quest to comprehend with empowered insight a surreal vision from God that empirically solves the riddles of the labyrinth and the reasons for their birth.

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