Battling a Tragedy
Jaded, broken, torn apart
Destined sadness from the start.
Young and pregnant, she was given away
Intentions sincere, a family her way.
Unhappy and empty, her past a bitter plague
Gratified and astrayed, began a tortuous brigade.
Three birds chirping, one got away
Learning and surviving alone everyday.
Refuge for the second, angry and afraid
Found solace and love where the sore was first made.
The baby still lurking, fluttering her wings as she lay
Hurting and broken, she’s trying, needs, and wants to find her own way.
The love of a father, poisoned by that day
He chose to fly away, and for his children to pay.
He spent his life sorry for the path that he lay
Battling his demons that were born in that hay.
He is stronger, smarter, and closer than ever today
To healing his soul and those that he made.
His courage, his passion, his endurance I say
I will honor, cherish, and support all the way.
His struggle and fight will still carry on
He will never give up, not until he has won.
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