Part One
The Tangled Web
In the darkness
I am in constant awe of the innocence, trust and naiveté that my own children display. Joy fills my soul as I listen to them chatter about their daily crisis of whom to ask to the dance, which teacher got after them for chewing gum in class and how so and so now stuffs her bra. These may seem like simple things to bring one joy but they mean so much more. They mean my husband and I have given them a solid foundation to life that hasn’t been touched by the web of incest, lies and deceit, which tangled my own childhood.
Out of sight
Is a spider
Sitting tight.
Forever reaching
Taking away the light.
In its evil web
Spun to Satan’s delight
Patiently it will sit
And wait for prey
All the time watching
The children play.
No one knows
Who began the thread
But each generation is caught
Within this tangled web.
Chapter One