Mother Anna

What wouldn't I have done for Mother Anna when daddy left home, and abandoned his children... like they were orphans forgotten and alone? On that winter's evening snowflakes danced cheerfully, and the Christmas Tree shone brilliantly as an angel fell and broke his wing; silence descended to denote a great loss... stirred by a commotion that couldn't be stustained! A wife lost her companion; kids, an uncaring father who could never lead or set an example for them to admire the most... Underneath the bare oak tree, by the brightness of the street lamps... three young girls sobbed and wept sadly; an airplane fled across the vast sky illuminated by the splendid stars: they waved their trembling hands to someone they would never see again, was theirs a memorable cry? What would have I done in the eyes of God, if not help you carry half of the load: denouncing with anger and grief his selfishness and injustice? Mother Anna,that pain was immensely mutual, drawing us together to defy his action which was thougthless and cruel; Mother Anna,your wisdom indicated retribution...