Boys and Girls she had. Many of them gathered round.

Love she spoke, yet love we didn't feel. Love we didn't see.

One day I thought. One day I will run free. One day she won't have a hold on me.

"One day" I shouted as I made my little sister breakfast and sppilled it on my knee.

Duty and love. I had to watch them. I had to care. While she messed about unbound.

Inconsistent was our life. Until one day I had enough.

"SHUT UP" I screamed. "Im done." Maybe I was a little rough.

Ten years have passed and I no longer see her.

How is she doing I wonder. As I pick my daughter up and spin.

"I Love you mom." She says to me. I hug her tight and she tells me to put her down as it were an order.

Nothing will stop me from loving her. Nothing will make me repeat her sin.