Sestina Poem by Sarah Mansaray

For most of my life, I was always good
Never needed help
And, each year with my mother, I would suffer
But, not you my child.
Even through my tears
I was always trying to keep you safe.

Ill always want you safe.
Always in the hands of good.
I'll fight through my tears,
And find us help.
My beautiful child,
You'll never suffer.

I wont allow us to suffer,
We'll stay safe; We have each other child.
We'll be good.
Shortly, we will have help.
No, more tears.

Let's stop our flow of tears,
Let's stop our cintinuance to suffer.
Soon, very, very, soon we'll have help.
Very soon well be safe.
The both of us, we'll be safe.
The both of us will be good.
Our lives will be safe child.

I love you so much child.
I know you know too, even through my tears.
We've been good.
We will no longer suffer.
Tomorrow we'll be safe.
Tomorrow we'll have help.

Today! We finally have help!
We're rescued child.
We're finally safe!
Sadness over, no more tears.
No more time to suffer.
We're finally, officially good.

We're all good, due to our given help.
No more chances to suffer; We're moving on child.
No more tears, we are safe.