His Biggest Fan, Even In Sorrow
My heart is heavy,
down to the depths of my soul,
and I want to cry out,
for this disenchantment is taking it's toll.
My sorrow is evident,
my disappointment too,
how can something that came from me,
think so little about what they do.
To them its a passing moment,
a quick step in time,
but the consequences can be grave,
if they continue along this line.
Will what's going on
to a serious crime lead,
or is just a teen curiosity?
Will he from this lesson take heed?
I can only advise him,
and direct him as best I can,
letting him know my disappointment,
and still assuring him I'm his biggest fan.
Copyright © Rose Marie Heth | Year Posted 2006
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