Bloodlines Poem by grace mariner

I am a poet. I belong.
It comes from Graces before me. She's in my blood
Cinderella had bluebirds...I have crows.
I like crows.
My family ties are tenuous...no protectors there.
Addiction and jealousy reared me.
The one who planted the seeds wrote a disclaimer.
Lost for so long, the crows claimed me as theirs and led me safely home.
Did I mention that I like crows?
And that Grace before me handed me her tablet so I could ripple and roam.
And you my friend, my lover, my Master...you took me in.
No disclaimer.
You proclaimed me officially a part of your world...
to teach, to protect, to heal.
You coarse through me.
You're in my blood.