Her Story!

She came, she cried, partly revealed
Herself before saying, her last goodbyes.
Her beauty had faded. She was now angry.
Her warm and laughter was now buried.
No longer delightful, but broken and crushed.
Her trodden spirit endured too much.
Many stormy days, lack of care.
Wanting the respect she believed
She earned but will not be shown.
She tried, but discouragement came upon her.
Her silky smooth skin and charm was gone.
Her virtues were now passed on to her son.
No one sheltered her, but now she does him.
Her efforts, sacrifices, and labor were of no value.
To her master, the one she trusted for it was he who sent her.
She thought, she was deserving at least of love and respect.
To her no care or recognition was displayed or given.
Realized, he had showered all, to benefit himself
Mainly those that surrounds him. She walked away,
Only after she discovered that he had before her.
With that, her cries were ignored, payment with held.
Her efforts obstructed, and she was now cognizant of it.