I am....
To outsiders, I am just a woman.
To my children, I am wonder-woman.
There were plenty steps to get me here,
although in my eyes compared to where I want to be, I'm no where near.
I married the love of my life while I was young.
To an outsider, it may seem kind of dumb.
I became a step mother at seventeen,
for him and I, no one can come in between.
I had my first bioligical son.
Believe me, that process was long.
His twin, however, didn't survive. For a while, I didn't think I would either.
I followed so many steps, but skipped over many.
All of which collaborated and built me.
Now I am old enough, wise enough, to know just what I need.
For my two sons, I am giving them a future, that's guaranteed.
I will not back down, I will not fall down.
I am working to make a life for all of us.
Happiness and success is what I envision for the four of us.
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