Step Mother
Poem
A pure white suit, a blood red flower grace upon you strong as stone you chose a sacrificial hour to care for children not your own
grace upon you strong as stone perfumed with gifts of godliness to care for children not your own knower of thorns and humanness
perfumed with gifts of godliness gathering up the tattered grief knower of thorns and humanness drawing a circle of belief
not of your bones nor of your blood you chose a sacrificial hour a silver slipper in your hand a pure white suit, a blood red flower.