You seeped into our lives
A rising damp
Destroying everything in your path.
Maybe that's unfair.
Destruction was what we knew best
And to be honest, I don't remember much of the early days.
You just appeared like an unwanted mould
Infecting every nook and cranny
Polluting the very air we breathed.
Buddy Holly boomed throughout
As you clenched your butt cheeks like a spastic baboon
Lord of your manor.
The Everley Brothers screamed out
Hiding the sobs and the tears of those around you.
Your cruelty was subtle I suppose
Invisible children
Silenced by fear
But it was there.
Always.
Confined to our rooms
Out of sight, out of mind.
I guess we were all a little crazy by then.
You
Mum
Us.
Cast out one night in a storm
My crime, a mere scratch
Your cime, ravine deep.
Yet it was I who had to suffer.
As my sister before
And my sister after...
Many years and storms and moons did pass
And I saw you as an old man,
Still proud
Still self assured
But you were fading
And I leapt
A mother lion
To protect
Because that, alas, is my nature.
I fed and nurtured
I changed your urine soaked sheets
And i grew to love you
And you, I believe, grew to love me too
40 years too late maybe, but is it ever too late to love?~
It's a funny old thing isn't it?
But here we are
A need, a caring nature, a set of circumstance, a cancer.
You came to rely on me, and I cherished that.
You called me that day, and I came running
As always
And I loved you until the day you died.
I guess I am the forgiving sort
Easy
Soft
Stupid
I have no regrets.