Stepmother Poetry ~ The Extra Step
The Extra Step
As we come together…
We remember back
scraped knees
broken bones
broken hearts of teenage love
car accidents
You mended them all
always caring
always nurturing
always teaching
always there
How were you always there?
Whenever we wanted you…
And more so when we needed you…
You made it your joy
to sacrifice for us
You made it your passion
to share our passions
You made it your mission
to ask for the best from us
You were always the mother
that you didn’t have to be
And perhaps that was the extra step
that got added to your title
Because
you would always take the extra step
For us, you were, and always will be
mother.
And we celebrate you
and your life
There is an empty place
which can never be filled
because you poured yourself so fully
into our lives,
into our hearts,
into us.
Thank-you.
~ Johnathan Kraft
Please enjoy another poem by Johnathan Kraft, “A Mother Duck”.