I was born from broken pieces,
Tripped by shadows of the past,
A little girl with silent wishes
For a love that wouldn’t pass.

Abandoned in the echoes,
Left to patch what others tore,
I dreamed of arms that held me
Of a mother who’d love me more.

But pain became my promise,
Wounds turned into a vow
That I would be the mother
I was always aching for somehow.

Now look,
six shining faces,
Five fierce girls, bright and strong,
And one sweet boy whose heartbeat
Stays where I belong.

They don’t know the war I’ve walked through,
The storms that shaped my spine
But every kiss, each glance in their eyes ,
Says, “You’ll never be alone, not mine.”

I mother the child still in me
With every hug I give away,
For the little girl who still needed
What I give them every day.

I wear the name Super Momma
Like a crown and battle scar
Because I became the hero
I once wished for from afar.