Step Mum

Maxine Smith

Decieved, divorced, fallen from grace,

Pretty new bride has taken my place 


Rising above and beyond,

While my heart sings broken, lonely songs


Setting my little beauties free,

When they visit their new family, without me


As I lay, feeling empty and alone,

Thinking of her with them, as I await their return home 


My two treasures I never thought I would share,

Finding strength to adjust, il grit and il bear


I guess two mums are better than one,

As long as they remember where they came from 

  • Author: Miss M S Smith (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 18th, 2019 16:02
  • Comment from author about the poem: Just over three years ago, my marriage broke down when he left me for another woman.\r\nThat aside, the hardest thing was adjusting to a new mummy figure in their life, smiling so your kids no nothing, but on the inside falling apart.\r\nI’d like to think I’ve come along away, as much as it wasn’t my goal of having a step mum in my kids lives. I understand that they are happy and that’s all that matters.
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    Thanks for caring & sharing MAXINE ! We hope & pray it never happens to US when we get married next Year & start a Family. Friends & Members of our extended Family have gone through the same. The hardest part (as you mention !) is having them call another LADY MUMMY. But in your case to be kind to your EX ~ who will always be their DADDY you have to be cruel to yourself ! A difficult poem to write I am sure you found it CATHARTIC. Thinking of you and praying for you 24/7 !

    Blessings & Love & Peace
    Yours as always ANGELA & BRIAN 🧡🧡🧡🧡

    • Maxine Smith

      A lovely comment as always guys, thank you so much.

    • Neville

      A heartbreaking poem, focusing on an increasingly common phenomenon, but written and posted here by a loving and seemingly emotionally mature and selfless mother... A woman who is not only a credit to her two children, but also to her species..... Bravo Maxine, I take my hat of to you.... Respect...... Neville

      • Maxine Smith

        Thank you so much, such a lovely comment, much appreciated.

      • Goldfinch60

        It can be so hard but you are going the right way, the kids come first and as long as their step mum is kind to them, as I am sure she will be all will be well. You will always be their MUMMY.

        • Maxine Smith

          And they will always be my babies, thank you Gold.

        • Michael Edwards

          This really grabbed me - you come across as a loving and devoted mother and my heart goes out to you. Be assured no one will ever take your place.

          • Maxine Smith

            That means a lot Michael thank you.

          • orchidee

            A fine and sensitive write Maxine. Angela and Brian hope to live to 117 (ask them!) - expect they will! heehee.

            • Maxine Smith

              Haha thank you Orchidee

            • Sam Cork

              You're two little treasures will never forget where they came from. Watching you with them both last night totally convinces me of that. They love you unconditionally xxx

              • Maxine Smith

                Love you and my love for you is the most u conditional ❤️

              • Suresh

                To be all that you want to be, it all has to start with you being happy first.
                Turn the negative into a positive and your children will be happy for you, and you in turn for them.
                Thnx for sharing.

              • Jabberwocky

                I live there too. It’s a hard thing to bear. Some things we never thought we would live to have to share.

                • Maxine Smith

                  I know, it’s not an amazing feeling but the silver lining in my case is that my kids have even more people who love them.

                  • Jabberwocky

                    That’s the nice thought of a nice person.
                    My children are more like trophies to my ex’s family I fear.
                    Luckily my large rumbustious Italian family makes up for that I hope.... and I have them 80% of the time.
                    It is what it is, not what I might want it to be.
                    So long as the kids are fine. They’ll make their own judgements when they grow up.

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