Robyn Landis: Music

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Inspired by the book A Love Like No Other, essays by adoptive parents.

She has your humor
Shares our home
Has all our love
So not alone

She has your shoulder
when she cries
She has your name
But not your eyes

Has a full closet
in a pretty room
Whole bunch of friends
she walks to school

She has most everything
money can buy
Gave her the moon
but not your eyes

Things we don't know and things we do
Some things we'll never be able to
What does it matter, we gave life in our way
But don't we wonder
whose eyes are they


She has a grandma
She has two aunts
She has five cousins
A dog named Chance

She has a family
All that implies
Her photo album
don't have your eyes

Few branches missing
Will she miss them
And is her history
American

She talks like us
That's no surprise
But other language
is in her eyes

When they ask "which one is yours"
What are they thinking of
They cast a doubt - we cast it out
No one is ever really 'yours' or 'mine'

And we love her more than life itself
And we're hoping and we're dreading that so does someone else
somewhere
who has her eyes...


We tuck her in
We hold her hand
When her eyes close
come distant lands

Oceans away
She's never been
She flies away
in search of them

She will have questions
Big as the skies
You know she will
'cause she don't have your eyes

I can pretend...
If I close mine...
Almost forget…
She don't have your eyes

©2006 Robyn Landis