A Gift from My Sister

As a shower gift, my sister Sarah copied this poem for me. I am not sure who originally wrote it and I had read part of it before. WARNING: I could not get through it without crying!

YOUR LEGACY

Once there were two women, who never knew each other.
One you do not remember, the other you call Mommy.
Two different lives shaped to make you one.
One became your guiding star, the other became your sun.
The first gave you life, the other taught you to live it.
The first gave you a need for love, the second was there to give it.
One gave you a nationality, the other gave you a name.
One gave you talent, the other gave you aim.
One gave you emotion, the other calmed your fears.
One saw your first sweet smile, the other dried your tears.
One sought for you a home, that she could not provide.
The other prayed for a child, and her hopes were not denied.
And now you ask me through your tears
The age old question unanswered through the years.
Heredity or environment, which are you a product of?
Neither my darling, neither.
Just two different kinds of love.