My Child

Whose children
are we indeed?
To those
we were born?
Or to the lot
where we feel we belong?

All children, from mothers 
are made -
But is that the only
possible bond?
Is blood the only way to get
mother and child  to connect?

Born from our hearts
are plenty
Our friends
for instance
Or lovers,
who'd make families.

So, when I count
My bonds for life
Your name pops up
Without a glance.
You are my child.
And I am your mom.