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The man who chose us
Before you came, the nights were long,
The house was cold, the world felt wrong.
Three boys too young to understand,
Why life was harder than we planned.
Our trust was gone, our hope was thin,
But still you came, and still walked in.
No blood to bind, no name to share,
Yet somehow we found safety there.
You fixed what life had torn apart,
Not just our home, but in our hearts.
Through scraped-up knees and sleepless nights,
You stayed to teach us wrong from right.
You mended more than broken toys,
You healed a mother, saved her boys.
Turned shouting walls to quiet halls,
Gave us a home where laughter calls.
The word “dad” felt strange to say,
But you earned it, day by day.
You gave us more than we ever had —
Not just a stepdad — you’re simply Dad.
Copyright ©
Sam Russell
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