Who would know a Step-Mother,
is someone you can really love.
I shall call her mother,
the name that suits her best;
Although my veins are not of her blood, She surpassed all the rest.
She loves and understands me,
and of course is my Best Friend,
She is soft, and kind, and loving, until our journey, here, shall come to an end.
The Lord gave her to me,
She’s my comfort zone,
The Lord knows every need of his children,
and that I needed to be in taught in a new tone.
Quite a few heartaches for both my new mom and me,
We were put together for a reason, even if we cannot see.
We had both lost someone dear to us, and with God’s sweet guiding kiss,
He put together a family,
so we could love the ones,
that together, we missed.
Mother, I am sorry that you suffered all the strife in your life,
But God had a plan for me and you,
and made you my father’s wife.
I think about a little girl who’s mother’s love she would have missed,
And I feel the tears she felt,
when it was her brow you kissed.
I cannot say enough for all the times you cared,
Thank you for the tender moments that together we can now share.
My Mother she will be, forever and ever again,
She’s my shining Angel and most of all, forever, my friend.
© Donetta Davis