Regret

(none fiction) A Godmother I will never honor for she reminds me of My mother and my own Godmother Collette. Yes! indeed my son Godmother. A heart of stone she became after the birth of my son. she was not the one that went through all my bad experience. All my horror experience came from them and my own kind not from thee. Of course my son Father did make any better. he became the adjective. Like a icing on a cake. no honor, no blessing will come from me not by giving grace For I will never forget her heart of stone from her cold face.