for adoptive grandma
Is it possible to cry over someone you never knew?
Today, I get misty eyed over my mother's own
(Not by blood).
My mom tells me I'm just like her,
In lots of small ways.
Which is odd, considering the disconnect.
I am not related to That Grandma by blood--
Which despite accounts, even thicker than water, it can be worse than poison--
But maybe part of her that exists in me
Exists in my mom too.