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Stepmom
I am a mother to my mans child,
I am a stepmom,
This boy,
This child,
I am already understanding,
He brings a smile on my face,
Being a stepmom has it times,
As soon as he relize me and understand me,
He brings me laughter,
Sweet boy,
Sweet kid,
When he's gone,
I am torn,
I no longer wanting to smile,
A Stepmom is what I am to his eyes only.
poem
by
Jennifer Rondeau
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