ADOPTEE-SENSE
BY AUDREY B
Adoptee life as a riddle
life played out from the middle
all roads winding somewhere
requiring you care, share, and stare into
the sun
until full moon negotiates meteor
shower,
can face raining questions
Where did this begin and end us
adoption as a solution
when I have never been a problem to
solve
this introvert has performed center stage
joked and laughed while most would
rage
breathing underwater
climbing the tallest trees
just don’t look down!
only until recent years bravely looking
back…
Wow! Do you know where I come from?
No, it’s a serious question…
my petite mother’s body quake
ruptured to split
scars of resilience permanently connect
us
in all the ways that make no sense.
we do love! love each other…
what could have been
before the tide receded
as storms blew in…
Strength we share!
Natural disaster’s triumphs
from here to there
how we both still breathe
right where we are
I know her…
only as midnight’s brightest star
I-am-a-daughter
no matter how she hides
I’m at peace with all the middles…
Night tides, child, all families
generationally centered,
welcomed tears and erupting laughter
as I gently pen, the ever after
