Stepchild Poems - Poems about Stepchild

...Sitting on me, butterflies and dragonflies give poses. Am I not, yet, less known than my fragrant sisters, Roses? Am I not somewhat less cared for as though nature's stepchild? The sun and the s......

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...I don’t have a father, that’s my big brother We both never had a father but we both had a heartless mother That nigga can never be my father Many days, I didn’t have a meal, he didn’t even bother ......

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...Big Orange was a housecat gone wild He'd eat my cat's food then he smiled No more do I leave food out He no longer has clout He came back with wife and stepchild Big Dog Great ......

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... A redheaded stepchild, he lacked savoir faire; seems all that he did brought his parents despair. He made them some gingerbread, did so with flair. Just for spite, he included some bits ......

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...Equal rights for all? A woman, man and child. Of opportunity, solidarity thru domestication Then why? Some are treated as a stepchild. Equal rights is similar to social injustices, non-alignmen......

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...EDGAR CAYCE True, true, my hands are soft– not overworked, nor lined by heavy labor-- nor calloused -- the soft hands of a gentleman, perhaps! But my manners are rough and countryf......

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...We were caught up in the moment A moment of challenge and battles, toes were stepped on, hearts were bruised, lines were crossed. What came out of my mouth may not have been true, but it was my......

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...The American way The only way The last place on earth The Last Chance Saloon The bee's knees The Great Satan The silver bullet The last roundup The life of the party The enfant terrible The......

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...She calls on me, intermittently In fickle favor, in spotty dictionaries My demure, distracted destiny She is the unrequited lover, the absent mother She is Santa, granting wishes Upon orphan d......

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...Not a student of Poetry, more a student of life The words fell before me, stepping-stones of delight Not a student of Verse, but of musings inspired My days withdrew inward, the......

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...could someone please tell me of the moons intentions and of their affair with Jupiter's rings when lo and behold Io has a fire in her belly snowy volcanic fields burning ice in h......

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...takes out it's loaded gun shoots holes in us for fun daring us to try and run time knows the game and plays it well watches from the side or there about has us play against ourselves tim......

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...Hey fat man in the little red suit All those little girls think your so cute But ive known the truth now since i was over three And caught you kissing Mommy under our christmas tree I heard whis......

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...I beat her like a red headed stepchild because That is what she is... *JOKE- I don't beat her, but I do have a red headed stepchild. :)......

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