Put a good and honest man
into a mixing pan.
Combine one loving woman
and blend well with the man.
Add the children of the man,
and the woman’s children too.
Mix them all together
as you would a pot of stew.
Slowly stir in patience.
It will really help a lot.
If you’re not sure just how much,
throw in all you’ve got.
Then, six cups of sweetener
and fourteen cups of love.
Sprinkle in some blessings
from the heavens high above.
When the mixture is complete
with great joy you will see…
The creation of our awesome,
loving blended family.
A Fathers Act Of Bravery
My heart is beating rapidly, my clothes are soaked in sweat. If there’s anything that I fear more, I haven’t found it yet. I am terrified and shaking and wish that I could run, but know there is no backing out. if victory’s to be won. There’s one with...
Absolutely love this poem! Excellent job at describing a situation that is not always easy. My husband and I have seven girls, and as you may have guessed, are a blended family. This poem speaks volumes!!
I too am from a blended family. The oldest of seven. 5 boys and 2 girls. We never spoke of half brother or sister. we were a family.
need a poem to the in-laws and step grand parents how to do the same…
Good thought… I’ll work on it.