Paris

I am a step mother It is one of the hardest jobs Even though I am not your real mom You hold a place in my heart As if you were my own When ever you need me Big or small just pick up the phone I'll be there Even when your alone Fuss and fight All day and night When you have to laugh That's what keeps us tight I have three of my own But without you The circle would not be whole Me and you against the world We can never be beat Some days strength and patience Is all I have Without you I would never ever be glad