I love your poem, it brings tears to my eyes. I soon to be husband has a baby girl at about eighteen months and I love her so much even though she is not of my own blood. It does hurt because she isn't but I love her all the same.

I am a step-mother, the boys were 10 and 14 when I married their dad, now I'm a step-grandma of a 9 and 5 year old. the poem is wonderful. Loving someone else's children seems difficult and at times it has been but overall, they are "mine" in every way.

This poem really touched me because I am a step-granddaughter. My step-grandma (who was always known as Grandma) was such an important part of my life and never differentiated from my blood grandparents. Sadly, she died almost seven years ago and there is still a place in my heart that no one else can fill. I loved her dearly. Thank you for articulating so beautifully how important step-children can be and that blood does not necessarily define family. What a beautiful poem. Thank you.

What a lovely poem. As a step-mother, it really pleased me to see a poem in regard to someone who has entered a family because they were chosen, not just by blood. My mother and father treat my step daughters as their grandchildren, there is no such word as "step" in our family. My in-laws treat me as a sister. It is truly a warm, lovely feeling.