Stepmother's Poem
>> Monday, December 15, 2008
**Author Unknown
What is a stepmother?
A step below or a step above?
Someone for you to (sometimes) love?
Someone to share your laughter and tears?
Or do you grow quiet when she comes near?
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What is a stepmother?
A step above or a step below?
Someone to teach you and help you to grow?
Is she a mystery to you, or someone you know?
Are you true with your feelings, or are they for show?
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I'm a stepmother, so let me define
What a stepmother is, at least in my mind
A stepmother cares for her family and home
And loves her step kids like they were her own
She fixes their meals, treats a cold, ties a shoe
Anything that a kid's real mom would do
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A stepmother consoles you when you feel sad
And hands out a punishment if you are bad
She'll tuck you in bed and read you a story
And yet, it's the real mom that gets all the glory
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A stepmother hides the tears that she cries
When mother's day comes and then just slips by
With no card, and no hug, though she really feels sad
She won't let you see it, won't let you feel bad
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She feels like an outsider but tries to fit in
If you're playing a game with her, she'll let you win
She makes sure your birthday is one special day
And when hers is forgotten, she'll just look away
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When your teen years come, life gets much tougher
With a stepmother these years, for her, are much rougher
You may say or do something that injures her feelings
Please keep in mind that she hurts while she's healing
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Your stepmother has done the best she could do
And no matter your age, she'll always love you
For her birthday, the best present to get her
Is the most precious of all, that you didn't forget her
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12 comments:
Oh! Your poem is so nice!!! I wish all blended-families would have the same outlook for each other, especially towards step-moms. Merry Christmas!
Thoughtful poem! Thanks for sharing it. If you ever find out who the author is, can you please let me know?
I sure will! I wish I knew who wrote it too.
It's nice to see something not so "wicked stepmother" out there.
This poem is amazing and honestly brought tears to my eyes. I couln't believe that this poem defined exactly how I feel as a step-mother. Being in this position isn't easy, but for the love of my step-children I could withstand any storm. Yes, the woman that gives birth is the mother but it's the woman that raises them that is their "MOM". ~To whoever wrote this poem, outstanding job and in the eyes of God you are a very special person!
My partner and I really enjoyed reading this blog post, I was just itching to know do you trade featured posts? I am always trying to find someone to make trades with and merely thought I would ask.
This poem really hit home. I am a step mom and although they are grown and have children of thier own. I always get introduced to someone as. Oh that is my grandfathers wife. I dont even have a name or a place in my own family. I feel alienated and alone. But to see others have the same feelilngs brings some peace of mind. Knowing I'm not alone. Thank you to the auther of this poem.
Happy Mother's Day - here I sit at 11:55 p.m. on mother's Day - still no card, no textm no FB message, no nothing from 3 very ungrateful kids. They haveno idea how bad they hurt me each and every day of my life. Some days it hurts so bad that I wonder why I am still here...thank you for sharing!
I didn't hear a word from my stepkids either. I usually do from my stepdaughter but she started some stuff on my facebook a couple weeks ago and apparently, she's going to blame me for that. *shrug* Not anything I can do about that. Teenagers! Oy.
This was absolutely amazing!!! I used to be a step mom:( 6yrs ago devorced. Although my husband at the time, had not 1 contact with his daughter in 9yrs. Never once met her until we had our son in 2001. From the day I was told of her I started looking!! She was part my love as well. Now devoced 6yrs, she is still part of my life. I don't get much contact from her, but her brother, sister, and myself still send gifts,pictures, and letters. Now my children have a "stepmom". I wish I felt as though this story really applied to our situation now.
thank You... I'm glad to know, I'm not the only person to feel this way. You summed up my feelings exactly. Thank you. This poem helps me heal.
I went from mom to nana... If they only knew howmuch I love them both. GBU
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