With branches bare for all
to see.
This tree longs to have it's
branches filled with
knowledge and life but it's not
meant to be.

This empty tree will be forever
and sadness and tears will
always cover it like a dark cloud.
It's not the trees fault because
it has no life.

This tree is mine and it's a family
tree.
You see we have two trees one is
for my husbands family and one is
for my husband and I.
Our branches thank God are filled with
our children's name and their children's
names and it's so beautiful.

But my family tree with a mom, dad and ancestors
will be lost and forgotten for it just doesn't
exist.
Adopted as a baby I'm left with nothing.
A borrowed name that I can't claim.
Their blood will never run through my veins.
Guess I must accept the things I can't change
and try to do it without bitterness and shame.
Maybe on my death bed I will be able to do this.