my parents

August 14, 2009

~
They were too young to marry
Nineteen and sixteen
With so little direction
Stuck adolescents
 
No tools to navigate life
No compass to guide them well
No awareness of the sail
Tossed on open seas
 
When the storms of life hit hard
Bad decisions sunk the ship
The children thrown overboard
Confused and alone
 
The mother was lost at sea
The father stayed close to help
Giving all he had to care
Relatives helped with love
 
Survival became my way
Tossing on the sea of pain
With no words to speak the shame
Desperate for love
 
Looking back I see the light
Of God’s love surrounding me
Meeting every need
Keeping me safe and secure
Helping me survive the storm
 
written January 19, 2009
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