My Step-Son

My Step-Son

A Poem by MelissaAndres
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My first marriage did not work out for various reasons. I was upset but felt like something better was out there for me. My current husband and I have been married for 15 years now.

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I'd never been a "step" before,
Not in all my long life,
Until the day I married your Dad
And became his lovely wife.

Could I care for this rambunctious child
Who was not my very own?
After all, he had another family
And was practically half-grown.

Rough and tumble football games,
Pepperoni pizza and The WWF,
Totally blaring rap music,
Sometimes I think I'm going deaf!

But, he also has a soft side
And is really very smart,
With his giggles and big bear hugs
He surely "stepped" into my heart.

© 2015 MelissaAndres


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MelissaAndres
Please give an overall review of this poem. Thank you! P.S. My step-son is all grown up now with two kiddos of his own!

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I like the sincerity in the poem. And it has created a rhythm of its own: it starts with "I'd never been a "step" before," and ends with "He surely "stepped" into my heart." its very complete

Posted 9 Years Ago


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MelissaAndres

9 Years Ago

Thank you, MadalaJose! My step-son has grown into a big, strong man and I am a very proud step-moth.. read more

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Added on September 2, 2015
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Tags: step-son, step-mother, marriage, better, child, rambunctious, boy, football, pizza

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MelissaAndres
MelissaAndres

Fort Worth, TX



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Hi! My name's Melissa and I love to read and write! I am married to a wonderful guy named Mark and have a grown son and step-son and five beautiful grandchildren. I no longer work outside the home .. more..

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