A Story

Lon ago a mother sat down her daughter
And told her a story of joy and sorrow

Her hushed tone told the child that this...
This moment in time-
Was important

When I learned of my baby
(the one I hadn't planned)
An angel came to me while I slept

(I did not know what to do
Keep the child? Or give it away,
For I already had one I adored)
And the angel spoke of life

This child is yours it crooned
By you still hav a choice
Keep it and you'll blossom your family with love
Bt the child will still hav a difficult life
Though one worth living for

Give it away and he child will never hav to want
But you and she shall still be
Missin and yearning for a love not known

So I kept you she whispered (wih love in her eyes
As she twirled a lock of he child's hair)

I do not know if my choice was right
Only you know, I often wondered
If you had wanted a different life
A life full of expensive things?

(the child now shook its head forcefully)
No momma she practically croaked

A child was born one day she continued
And this child can in the world
Not crying, but laughing
With a smile made of pure gold

It was you my dear the mother did reply
When the child asked to meet this girl

And she didnt walk
But she danced and twirled
She did not talk
But she mesmerized the world with song
She did not just exist
She lived

She had a skip in her step
And a smile in her words

But not anymore

(And the child who was not a child
But a grown girl indeed
Did recall once loving life happily)

But the skip it did fade
Replaced with a shuffle
And the smile it did recede
Replaced with a smirk

An evil, yes an evil has taken my girl
The mother was once heard to say
(and then the angel came back)

It happened on a dreadful night
A night where indie not know
Could not recognize m beautiful girl

She's right there it did whisper
Right in that room
The one she's always had
And she's needing you

Long ago I foretold of love so strong
The love of mother and daughter
I told you it's be hard
But worth fighting for
Got to her as you once did
And once again fight the monsters

Thought these ones are worse than the boogeyman
And the monster that occupies the closet,
They can be defeated
But only with love and understanding

(The girl looked at her mother quite puzzled)
When mother, when did the angel come?

Not 5 minutes ago
And she helped me get here

Long ago I had a bright daughter
And I'm determined to see her smile
It doesn't hav to be today
Nor tomorrow, but soon

(And the girl
Who was not just a girl,
But actually me-
She just shrugged)