RAW 1st Poem Making Contest (CLOSED)

Entry #6:

StepMother

by MeasMrNiceGuy

You are the apple of our eyes

Like Hera in ancient time

Your stunning beauty stands out so wise

A woman, my stepmother, my partners in crime.

You are not my real mother

But you care enough for each other

You are not the one who delivers

But you were there in times I don't know how to utter.

I may have gained bruises on my skin

I may have encountered your angry side in my vein

But all those were nothing, I can feel no pain

Because inside my heart, your love I always gain.

I remember the day, you protected me

From my father who keep hurting me

You stood in front of me

And taste the fury of him who's mad at me.

I was lucky to have you

I was blessed to be with you

I was inspired because of you

That even though we are not biologically related, you love me too.

Years have passed and you changed a lot

You became more mature, more responsible to us

You didn't even forget to connect the dot

You just finished everyday your required task.

When my father died, you are the one who mourned so much

You cried a lot, shed tears as such

Ignored eating or taking a rest for awhile

You love my father very much from the tip of his hair down to his vile.

We don't know how to make you laugh

We even forgot how we stood up

What we only remember on the rest of that stuff

You are still strong until now even if life's getting tough.