I'm Searching for Love

Here I am standing in

a dark, cold closet.

I look high and low

and all around.

But, I know what I'm looking for

it is love.

Oh How I long

for someone to love me.

But, I do not know

what kind of love I want.

I am in

foster care.

I see lots of

couples and older parents

take interest in me.

My hopes

rise and fall

when they forget me.

I keep searching for love.

I look high and low

and all around.

I long to call

some one dad.

I long to call

some one mom.

I long to call

the people that love me family.

If I had a family

everything would be perfect!

If only!

I sob!

I long to cry and express my feelings

to some one.

If only.

I have so many feelings

that are so familiar!

I dream I am part of a family.

Oh I am so warm and happy there!

I dream I have a mom and dad

who love me.

I dream I have friends that don't betray me.

I dream I am wanted and loved so badly!

Finally I depart from my dream

I realize with dread and a broken heart

that I have no family!

I know it was just a dream.

Oh how unfair it is!

I see all the stuff I could have had!

I envy my friends.

I try to hide my tears and bad feelings.

I had given hope

for everything I wanted.

I look high and low

and all around.

I finally put

my tears and smiles deep in my heart.

I soon did not know how to

cry or smile.

I am still wondering

"Am I a bad kid? Will I ever be loved?"

I want to be loved so badly!

Will my dreams ever come true?

Will I find a family?

Will I ever be loved?

Oh please!

We need you more than ever!

Oh please help us kids!

Oh Please!

We would love to have a family!

We want to make you smile

or make you have a tinkle in your eye!

We would love you if you love us!

Oh Please!

We all want a family!

We want you!

I look high and low

and all around.

I search in the highest cloud

and the lowest leaf.

I look high and low

and all around.

Oh Please help me find it soon!

You can hear me whisper,

"Will my dreams come true?

Will I ever have a loving family?

Will someone ever love me?"

If you love me

you wouldn't care

what color I am.

If you love me

you would really care!

Hello! I'm still here.

I want to be loved!

You would love me

even if I was deformed.

Or if I was very thin.

I look high and low

and all around.

Now I really wonder

will my dreams about a loving family come true?

Because my hopes are fading.

Please!

By MNJ age 11

Note: Please pass this own. Because if it does not get to you it will to some one else.

This poem is true about how most kids feel!

Thanks!