How
Do I Love A Step-Son?
If
you had advice to give…. How and Why and If and When
This
poem is in tribute to us both back then.
I
walked into your life so many decades back
The
memories are spilling, the words I don’t lack
Your dad I did love, and will always do…
But
because of him.I befriended you.
You
were so refreshing and unique but most of all
You
were my favorite son…as you will recall.
The
escapades were many – oh, the falls and bruises
Together
– learning to drive and our many cruises!
Coming out as you did….and me right there with you.
You
were my son for life, but to yourself you were true.
We
both always walked to our own beating drums,
…but we did it together, and always were
chums….
As
we learned and we grew and we prayed and we drew
From strength from each other and we always knew.
That
Life may mock us as we each made our choices
that God would be with us, as we blended our voices.
But from this rhythm of Life I now deviate
for
my insecure uncertainty to alleviate.
How does a Step-Mom love a son
who is not much younger than she?
A past disco partner who was twirled and spun
now wants him in her life to be.
Your prior Mom's are gone as of now
And Step-Mom’s still here, at least
from a distance
She's
always with you and will solemnly vow
and yearn for the old closeness, with insistence.
You
are now a man and Step-Mom's in middle-age,
your strength continues to guide
you
along Life’s road.
Your
troubles are in her prayers on middle-stage
her
love is with you in her heart, just not showed.
As darkness falls and the wind rustles a chill,
the memories of years ago help keep her warm.
As
you trudge through this life... any difficult hill
You are a survivor;
you will conquer any storm.
I love you, “Step-Mom”
Copyright © 12-21-02 Amy L. Allison
Dedicated to Tim P. M. my Stepson.
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