Child of my heart

I know sometimes you wonder
If I love you as deeply
As a mother loves a child of her body
The short answer is
Yes, I do

The longer answer is this:
You may not be the child of my body
Blood of my blood
But you are the child of my heart
Mine in all the ways that count

I may not have carried you
Borne you after nine months
But I chose to care for you
Grew to love you
Child of my heart

There are times when I wonder
If I would love you more deeply
If you were a child of my body
Blood of my blood
The short answer is
No, I wouldn’t

The longer answer is this:
As you are not of my body
Blood of my blood
I know what my life would be like
If you were not mine to love
Empty, barren

I thank God everyday
That you are mine to raise
Each day you are with me
Is a blessing from God
Child of my heart