I was that child
A family , torn apart at the seams
with none to turn to , no escape .
One , states away , and one beyond
leaving none to tend the herd at home .
A child , wondering if love is there
though the innocence in his eyes
could not yet speak those fears.
I was that child , the fears forgotten.
A family , seeing three sons in need
Reach out to provide a home to them .
All of their hearts going their way
as if , from the start , they were their own .
A child , seeing the good in some
and knowing it could be found
went home ,and missed the tears .
I was that child , your tears , I see.
A family of three , siblings through trial
all life has to offer at a young age thrown at them ,
with its surroundings,to tear them apart from the start.
Yet they had a will to succeed , to stay together ,
whatever should fall .and today hold a union unscathed .
That child was me , the union , strong .
