What would we say to foster parents that dumped us?

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I was reading old blogs the other night and found this poem….  It really got me thinking and I will share my thoughts and responses in my next blog post… but…

Please read this.

It is excellent.

It is from the Foster Parent perspective of a what a dumped foster child might say, in a future meeting.  I will share my perspective of a meeting in my next blog.  But kudos to this writer for getting part of what we “unadopted foster kids” feel.

“I understand that you couldn’t make room -
that there wasn’t a place,
I was not of your womb.
That my age was all wrong,
and my history belonged,
to a place and a people you know have all gone.

I see in your eyes that my life was a chore,
that my needs were too big,
my emotions to raw.

That you were afraid I might never leave home,
or I might find anger and by failure be known.
That my heart was too broken
my mind was too slow,
That the drugs in my system
defined me, you know.

And maybe, just maybe,
I wouldn’t love you -
for my mind was too battered
too deep were the wounds.

But I wish you had tried,
I wish you had found room,
For this one tiny girl who
so achingly stood
and looked in the windows and watched
as you prayed,
and asked the Lord Jesus
to move me each day.

Or  to bring out the family
that He had prepared
but none came forward
as I stood lonely there.

I understand – that woman would say
my childhood has slipped away.
I know of a father, this is true,
I have heard of the same strong God as you.

But I wish that I had, had a mom -
a brother, a sister, a dog, some lawn.
That you had tried to reach me there
not left me to my own despair.

To people who were paid to feed,
and paid to wash and paid to read.
To those who didn’t stay too long
and those who chose to teach me wrong.

I wish,
that you had found a way
to wedge me in and let me stay.”

From: Urban Servant                      with a few minor alterations…