MOTHER WIT

Mother wit
Motherly love
It flutters in your belly like a dove
It doesn’t come from blood ties
Instead its about where your love lies
Stepmother is a phrase of layers
Where love is sent in prayers

Will I know how to be there?
Will I be all they need and more?

Don’t despair in moments of panic
At those moments when you are frantic

Stop and breathe
Look within
The answers are there

Your mother wit intact
Your motherly love overflowing

Step bravely into your new life
As stepmother and wife

~ Gerardo Campbell

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