Little blue dress
Playing chinese jumprope
Singing playing player piano
Ridolph the reindeer coming from the cabin Cub Lake
I in my canoe middle of lake
Ellen in her blue jeans
Blue eyed orange tee shirt
My blood sister
Pals with the monster in our family
Val’s good for a laugh at her expense
I looked for hours one day no cousins or Ellen could I find
Just outside the kitched door
A row boat dads was fiberglassing
Mom and Wava no one knew where those I loved hid
Under the boat
I never once looked!
Even my friend Kris thought it was
I climbed to the tree house and cried
Why no one bothered to notice my heart I wore on my sleeve.
2005 lost my home in Luray VA
All gays did their our American laws didn’t care LGBTQ not covered under our laws.
It wasn’t so bad it meant family gatherings at Ellens home
Being there for mom again.
Mom and I and Ellen are products of verbal abuse by an alcoholic.
I looked for years for a probono attorney
My name was alwats so dear to me
Diana Lee Dudley of Granbury Texas worked 2.6 years to force our mom from her home to be used by her.
Diana could not allow my mom Marian Heike to change her power of attorney.
Mom lived in fear of Diana.
No one cared but me.
No one cared.
I’m sorry mom, I could find no one to listen to the truth of what that white trash did us.
Write your stories!
When we are dust and this happens to you. It might feel too late.
Narcississ are as powerful as hitler.