For My Boys

You don’t call me mom, but I don’t care
I’ll read you bedtime stories with your favorite teddy bear
I’ll tuck you in and turn off the lights
And say I love you even if there was a fight

... You don’t call me mom, but I love you the same
I’ll call the doctor when you are in pain
I’ll bandage you cuts and bruises too
Whatever you need no matter the mood

You don’t call me mom, yet you brighten my day
You make me so mad with something smart to say
You leave your clothes all over the floor
I have to remind you to brush your teeth once more

You don’t call me mom, but its okay
I’ll still take you to practice every day
I’ll cheer you on at your sporting events
And brag on you with the other parents

You don’t call me mom, but I’ll always be there
To tell you you’re wrong, even though you don’t care
I’ll yell and scream and discipline you too
Those teenage years I know they’re hard on you

You don’t call me mom, yet you make me cry
Like the day I give you the keys to drive
You make me so proud I can’t tell you how much
And love you even more, not just a little, a whole bunch

You don’t call me mom, yet you better my mood
You and your brothers, yes all of you
You walk in the house starving as can be
Saying we’re hungry, we love you, please feed me

You don’t call me mom, but you sometimes you slip
And I don’t correct you; I just smile, just a bit
I get Mother’s Day cards, and hugs and kisses too
I get all the joys of motherhood from you

You don’t call me mom, cause I’m your step mom
And I’ll never replace the woman you call mom
So thank you for allowing me to be mom number two
Thank you for letting me in, you know I love you

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