She loves you,
You can see it in her glance,
At a glance,
She shows it at every chance,
She's not your biological
But she is your ideal,
Good about life
Is how she makes you feel,
She's your non-preachy
Soul reacher,
Your patient and patience teacher,
She takes you with her everywhere,
To the museum or picture show,
To the lake or to the Dojo,
To ceramics class or playing in the snow,
Although not from her womb,
She'll love you until she is placed in her tomb,
She loves you,
And loving are her ways,
Time to...
Give the Step-mom some praise,
For the way you are being raised,
