Time To Take A Chance Poem by Patricia Kelley

I can't believe that she was once a foster child.
Then, she became my daughter.
The first time I saw her, she smiled.
I just knew that she would make the perfect daughter.
The first time I saw her.
She laughed.
She asked how old I was.
Then, I heard a pause.
She thought I was much younger.
I saw the hunger,
In her lonely weary eyes,
She needed someone wise.
She had once been led astray.
Treated like a stray.
She needed someone that would stay.
I couldn't promise her, no gray skies.
But, I could promise her when there were, we would go looking for fuchsia colored rainbows in the sky.
Seeing through the windows' of her eyes; watching a little girl dance.
She tore down all resistance.
In an instance,
I knew I had to take this chance.
She needed a mother.