Tuesday, May 8, 2012

A Friend From My Youth

A friend from my youth was set up for sin
Before her life on earth could even begin.
Her parents had already grown to scorn;
Their children were recipients of this harm.

They set all manner of horrid example;
Their parenting wasn't nearly ample.
They were consumed with punishing the other;
It finally completely crushed her mother.

My friend then received her father's rage,
As was accepted in that day in age.
She became a pseudo mother and martyr,
As was the place of the oldest daughter.

I do not know how she has become
The person to whom her parents can run.
And she, with love, carries their load
Along her parent's last earthly road.

With good humor and determination
She sets to right her parents' creation.
She has no religion, but has such Spirit;
Surely all earth and heaven can hear it.