Stepmother Poems - Poems about Stepmother

...murder happened back in 1892, so it's not like relatives are still mad, right? But maybe they are all mad in Falls River, Massachusetts Maybe they were always mad Maybe Lizzie Borden was not even ......Read the rest...

... *Murder most foul. Rod Serling, Stephen King or Ellery Queen? Picturesque place on the edge of nowhere, small town American life. Suddenly subject to media glare, reports of the mayor's missi......Read the rest...

... The evil stepmother, hostile attitude Spiders feed their children with their own blood She hated her stepdaughter,......Read the rest...

...murder happened back in 1892, so it's not like relatives are still mad, right? But maybe they are all mad in Falls River, Maryland Maybe they were always mad Maybe Lizzie Borden was not even the c......Read the rest...

...As a child, I mistakenly believed that older people chose to have stiff backs, wrinkles on their faces, and veins like small, fat snakes on either hand. I grew up convinced that getting older was som......Read the rest...

...You don't need a baby in your tummy To be labeled as a mommy As long as you give a child Love to last them quite a while You can be an aunt that shares Laughter that dries all sad tears Shari......Read the rest...

...mother the matriarch spends time with her children her heart flows with much love and care nonstop * I would li......Read the rest...

...I was robbed! She said Every brain in my head! They came in the night Stole my gray matter bright I had nothing to add as she is quite mad a woman big and bad who married my dad......Read the rest...

...I died when my mom died, too young to know, my dear nanny's sweet love sustained me then For three short years, she was my dearest friend She was an angel, helping me to grow One day, she lef......Read the rest...

...The happily ever after... He searched the kingdom for a fortnight 'til all saddle sore and weary, With his eyes bloodshot and bleary, The prince arrived at the last door. He found two sisters, ......Read the rest...

...Once upon a time... Once upon a time, in France, a storyteller fella Wrote of a girl named Cinderella, Meant as a fairy tale romance. Her daddy died when she was young, and she was forced to sh......Read the rest...

...There’s a certain feeling When you close the door behind you. Freedom that comes Only with emotional safety. I don’t know where I don’t know how Not ever sure why I accepted the invitati......Read the rest...

...Time stopped. Cynthia, frozen in glass shoes. Time stopped when she’d not accepted his proposal. Prince Nicholas bided his time to think. How could he persuade this lass to wear his ring? ......Read the rest...

...She spat "Y... You invited me here, d... Don't you remember that?" She laughed, "Who told you that?" She scoffed. All of a sudden a familiar voice spoke up, "I did." My eyes widen, as I hun......Read the rest...

...Day Dreams I love to have daydreams, about the nighttime. I believe I can see it all clearer in the light. I am not afraid of the monsters... in the closet, made of laundry and fallen cl......Read the rest...