Poem for National Adoption Day

A little ditty inspired by my friends and family in this weird triangle who write like my Uncle Jim and my friend Wynter Kaiser:

 Tribute to a Birthmom

 So many times I have thanked my mom.
 My real mom.
 The one who adopted me and raised me.
 But this time I raise my glass to you.
 I got to say “I forgive you” when we met.
 And “Thank you” for doing right by me.
 But our time was cut short.
 Now I wait to see you again and ask you more questions in heaven.
 I praise Him who was always watching out for me that you heard those words from me.
 That you accepted His grace as well before He called you home.
 I pray that hopefully you forgave yourself after all this time.
 I pray your heart is mended after all this life threw at you.
 Stuff I imagine no one should have to deal with that you saved me from.
 With your strength.
 Your unselfishness.
 Your love.
 It’s been felt this whole time.
 And it’s returned.
 I just hope you know.
 Somehow.
 Even if I never said it right when I had the chance.
 You deserve it.
 And more.
 Say “Hi” to my grandpa Bob, please, and tell him I miss him too.

Your sappy birthkid,
 Ali