A little girl so lively and sweet
dancing around laughter soars
everything is wonderful
in her worlds
but who cares...

A young lady, so fresh and innocent
her world ripped around her
everything is pain
as she runs for the shelter..
but who cares...

A growing young woman.. wary and skittish
refusing to aknowledge anyone
with patience and friendship
he crosses that barrier
but who cares...

A grown woman now.. with wisdom and grace
she is the life of the party
one hand on his arm
her smile in place
but who cares....

A disbelieving wife.. she hears of his lover
the walls rebuild once more..
once more there is pain.
only now no shelter..
but who cares..
but who cares..


you don't.


Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Slyphian, in the year 67 MA.