Lost And Found Poem by B. V. Dahlen

Who's child is this?
They asked.
Does she belong to you?
Who does she resemble?
Do you have a clue?

' not mine.'
her mother said.
'She doesn't look like me.'
'She doesn't have my
features,
not from my family tree.'

Where then can she belong?
Who will claim her soul?
Who will hold her closely?
Who will fill this roll?

I'll claim this child.
I know
of her wounds and fears.
I'll let her know
I'm proud of her.
I'll help her dry
these tears

I have this need to nurture,
To comfort and to guide.
Why look outside myself
for this
When crouching deep inside

A child in need of comfort,
A child that needs to see,
Someone who really cares about
That child that still is me.