I'm looking for a poem by Fleur Conkling Heylinger on adoption. All I've been able
to find is the last stanza and I know there is more. Here is the last stanza of
the poem:
"Not flesh of my flesh, Nor bone of my bone,
But still miraculously my own.
Never forget for a single minute,
You didn't grow under my heart, but in it."
I have found that it is published in a book entitled "Perspectives on a grafted
tree: Thoughts for those touched by adoption" compliled by Patricia Irwin Johnston.
Does anyone have this poem or have this book? Thanks for your help.
Lori McKenzie
Library Media Specialist
Millbrook Middle Jr. High School
Millbrook, AL
augrad1992@aol.com
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