Poema dedicado a todas as FATs

Numa noite na net, fui parar a um site americano, o Animal Angels, cujo link está lá em baixo, no rodapé deste post, junto aos comentários, onde descobri este poema que aqui reproduzo com autorização do webmaster do site.

Antes do poema, apenas um breve conselho: visitem o site. Tem coisas muito interessantes.

Dear Foster Mom ...

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
So 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 short time

I may not be yours but you’ll always be mine