Friday, 21 December 2007

Poem to stepchildren

It doesn’t matter how I feel
I’m only second in everything.
She holds the key to your heart,
Because she’s your blood mother.

I daren’t believe that you would ever
Call me “Mum”.  All I wanted
Was the chance to be your friend?
The chance to be a family no matter what.

I can’t fight against her strength
Her bloodline to you… You will believe
What she tells you.  I know.
But in the quiet of loneliness

Be sure I’ll always love you
As if you were my own.  When
I met you that’s what you needed
Another mother to step in.

I hope I did OK even though I was unprepared.
I need to know that I made some difference
That I helped build a second family
So you had a choice.

Love those who love you back
Treat those in the same way
You would be treated, and
Forgive her anger, it’s only guilt.