Heidi Viars

We signed bazillion dotted lines
On twenty pounds of paper
We went to classes – stretched our minds
Did court instead of labor

Then welcomed three into our clan
Their pain became soon ours
We knew that family was God’s plan
Here evil loses power

God knits a family of love
Of many different colors
Forms bonds with cords designed above
So hearts and lives grow fuller.

Our Father wants us fig’ring out
There’s no such thing as “others”
That all His children walk about
As sisters and as brothers.

To love my brother as I ought
Is Heaven’s only option
For our Father signed in blood
In Jesus our adoption.