Adoption poetry: Half a World Away

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Half A World Away

By Jill Marshall-Work

Half a world away Sometimes it seems we're so far apart But a half a world away Is not too far for a journey of the heart My little one, my precious joy I'm waiting for you My precious son, my little boy I know you're waiting too Half a world away A child waits for a family of his own While a half a world away A family waits to come bring him home My little one, my precious joy I'm whispering a prayer My precious son, my baby boy I hope to soon be there Half a world away So many miles to bring you home at last And half a world away So many months of waiting are past. My little one, my precious joy You're fin'ly home to stay My precious son, my little boy We celebrate this day... Knowing we will no longer be half a world away. Copyright words and music 1999 Jill Marshall-Work

Jill Marshall-Work is an adoptive mom of two children. She wrote this poem as she waited to bring home her son Quinn, then 33-months-old, from Can Tho, Vietnam.