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Poems, Quotes & Short Stories

Dear Foster Mom
Author Unknown


There I sat, alone and afraid,
You got a call and came right to my aid.
You bundled me up with blankets and love,
And, when I needed it most, you gave me a hug.

I learned that the world was not all that scary and cold,
That sometimes there is someone to have and to hold.
You taught me what love is, you helped me to mend,
You loved me and healed me and became my first friend.

And just when I thought you'd done all you do,
There came along not one new lesson, but two.

First you said, "Sweetheart, you're ready to go,
I've done all I can, and you've learned all I know."
Then you bundled me up with a blanket and kiss,
Along came a new family, they even have kids!

They took me to their home, forever to stay,
At first I thought you sent me away.
Then that second lesson became perfectly clear,
No matter how far, you will always be near.

And so, Foster Mom, you know I've moved on,
I have a new home, with toys and a lawn.
But I'll never forget what I learned that first day,
You never really give your fosters away.

You gave me these thoughts to remember you by,
We may never meet again, and now I know why.
You'll remember I lived with you for a time,
I may not be yours, but you'll always be mine.

A Tribute to Volunteers
By Dee Clair

I greet each day inside my cage
And wait for God to write my page.
I wonder if you'll come today,
And let me feel the light of day?
My whole life has been dark with pain.
And those who caused it -- what did they gain?
They stole my trust, my livelihood,
And all because thy simply could.
I yearn to run though scented fields
Without a cage and lock to yield.
To chase a squirrel that can't be caught; To earn a love that can't be bought.
But the darkest days have a light
In the quiet mornings that follow night.
You come to visit every day
Without a motive, without pay.
You carried me when I was weak,
Brought trust I was too pained to seek.
You healed my wounds that took their toll -- You rescued my slowly dying soul.
And now I listen for your voice,
Knowing that you're here by choice.
You didn't know me at the start,
And yet I'm planted in your heart.
I'm learning to accept your praise
And not avert my fearful gaze.
Forgive me if I cower still;
My life has been against my will.
I feel that you are growing tired
Within this fight that you've been mired.
If you can keep your doubts at bay,
It would mean the world if you could stay.
I can't predict how this will end,
But I know this of you, my friend --
You selflessly all played your part;
You saved me with your tender heart!

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