I was so dishonest, yer God sees streaks
Of what remains, as my Mother slipped
Into the church with legally married Don,
My step-dad, honest and tears falling
White rain Love and Honesty given
As Conscious willing with Jesus brought
Them closer to truth about Charles, rumored
He’d never known the Lord, and father in heart
Where he’d lived with God fearing people,
Both given over to the Lord, resilient step-mom
So where were both, Donald with Dorothy
Marilyn with Lenard, one softly going always
Away from Charles, son to Lenard and Dorothy,
Robert coming home to Lenard, with education
Lenard, Charles, Robert, awkward though
It seemed, all other parents had to accept
What was laid down in lover eternally, always
Sons of the two, weather liked or not, all
Equally left behind the question. What just
What would Lenard do now with Dorothy,
Donald, Marilyn, all dead. What was already
Become of Those three in light of sons, granddaughter
Grandson, and great grandson–more to come into life?