Happy Birthday Stepmom Poems
Bonds of Choice In rooms where laughter stitches air,Your smile, a gentle crafted grace.Not born of blood, yet still so rare,A chosen bond time can’t erase.With each shared cup, each healed strife,You’ve sown a field of golden trust.More than a title—richer life,In gardens grown from kindness’ dust.On this day candles light your name,Their glow, a…