Susan took a test, a DNA quest,
To learn of her heritage, she did her best.
She found Irish roots, but that wasn't new,
She pushed it aside, not knowing what to do.
Years went by, and a message did come,
From a stranger who matched her genetic hum.
A sibling, they said, a shock to her brain,
Panic and fear, her emotions did strain.
She thought of adoption, but that wasn't true,
Her brother said no, he was certain of you.
He remembered his mom, pregnant and bright,
Susan's doubts lingered, day and night.
Her daughter dug deep, into the past,
A birth record found, that would forever last.
A mix-up in the ward, a mistake so old,
The truth was revealed, a story to be told.
In the 1950s, maternity care was new,
Babies were separated, what were they to do?
No tags or cards, to keep them in line,
A mistake was made, a mix-up so divine.
Susan's case is rare, but not alone,
More will come forward, as DNA tests are shown.
A boom in testing, and ancestry sites too,
More secrets will surface, and stories will break through.