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Half A World Away
By Jill Work
A 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 ther heart
My little one, my bundle of joy
I'm waiting for you
My precious son, my baby boy
I know you're waiting too
A 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 bundle of joy
I'm whispering a prayer
My precious son, my baby boy
I hope to soon be there
I hope that we
will no longer be
a half a world away.
Copyright words and music 1999 Jill Marshall-Work
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Jill Work wrote this
poem for her son-to-be Quinn, while he was 33 mos. old and waiting in
Can Tho, Vietnam. It was sung at his baptism. Jill is the adoptive mother
of two children. She can be reached at <global_family@excite.com>
and <http://members.nbci.com/GlobalFamily/>.
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