Silent cries darken even the brightest places of her soul
As they broach the subject of her faults:
Irresponsible, unempowered, unworthy, insignificant.
Irresponsible in the face of problems,
Unempowered to the point of deafening silence,
Unworthy of anyone's blessings and everyone's love,
And insignificant enough not to have any worth in the world.

She was a simple, scary mistake,
One that could never be erased,
But she's here now,
And she's been here for quite some time.
Now everyone wonders:
How much longer will she last?

"It's normal to see them around trash cans, dumpsters, and
decaying veggies, but mine found he's or her
home resting on my bathroom faucet.
Every morning there it rests.
To me i never felt it was a pest.
What gives me the right to judge God creations?
A category characteristic of there own.
It was not being harmful to me, yet a bit
playful i may add.
Flying in front of my mirror making sure
looking good for the day planned.
Done, it would land on my finger as i escorted
us both out into open land.
I released. Flying with freedom to the sound
of Steve Miller Band.
Doing my errands for the day i would think
at times what my simple little friend was up to.
It sometimes made me sad when i thought one day hearing
someone say."They die on the 3rd day"...
What suddenly came to me. It was the end of the 3rd day.
I awoke on the 4th. Walked slowly into the bathroom.
Looked upon the faucet. My morning companion was gone.
Living with a fruit fly maybe absurd to many, but i love all
creatures of God. To me it was full of fun, and funny."