If I Wasn’t Adopted

If I wasn’t adopted
in her arms I would stay.
But she was young without help
so I was given away.

If I wasn’t adopted,
she would be mine.
Life might have been tough
but we would be fine.

If I wasn’t adopted,
she would have kissed my nose.
I would have fed from her breasts
while she counted my toes.

If I wasn’t adopted,
who would I be?
That’s hard to say
‘cause adoption changed me.

Jamie Weiss