Real-Life Story: Vicky Poem by Paula Glynn

Vicky born in September in 1982 in England
Her mother Mary adoring and loving her innocence
But her father walking away and abandoning her
His freedom and wild youth days he did prefer
Leaving her mother alone and pregnant
Vicky never to get close to or discover her father
Not even when an old woman in the residential home

But Vicky carries on throughout childhood
Learning grace along the way
Never the thief and never maliciously lying
Only telling essential white lies
But her mother to sleep all day
The bed too comfortable for her mother
When Vicky wanted to go out and play

Some trouble with nasty and insecure classmates
As is what happens to many innocent children
Children unaware of the effect of their actions
Vicky now in safer foster care
However, now with an aggressive foster father to beware
Her home life with some difficulties
Emotional and upsetting wear and tear

But time goes on where Vicky learns skills:
From cookery, cleaning and advanced reading
Although once having cut her leg shaving
Her leg now painfully and badly bleeding
Vicky to never shave again: no matter how safe the razor
Vicky also with a learning disability but surviving
With the support of her foster mother and her friends

Secondary school to finish with best as possible grades
Now working life to take its place
Vicky working in cookery and cleaning
Eventually scoring her own apartment
Although Vicky to move on eight times
2015 the year personal issues to arise
Unfortunately no one surprised

Vicky to be diagnosed with COVID-19
A illness that led Vicky to die three times
Being resuscitated three times
Spending five months in hospital
Another casualty of the COVID-19 pandemic
Vicky luckily not losing her rented home
Her social worker making sure Vicky didn't go it alone

Vicky losing her foster father to illness
Her foster mother having been married to him for years
Sally crying endless bitter tears
Her soulmate gone to the final end: the grave
While Vicky doesn't behave
Sally now furious with her rage
For Vicky should've behaved

But Vicky looks on the bright side:
Always shopping and seeking medical advice
Always making sure she catches the bus on time
And advice she doesn't need to hear twice
For a passionate and loud person is Vicky
Making sure no one ignores her
And her vibrant personality and emotional needs

Always looking for a sexy man
Making herself look good and do all she can
To be sexy and attractive to the male mind
Fifty Shades of Grey occupying her me-time
Us talking about those sexy police men
In spite of all the actions she did then
For Vicky is protected by me like a mother hen

No one writing that nasty writing: that poison pen
No one verbally abusing my friend
No one bullying my precious friend
No one insulting my normal friend
No one faking niceness
No one sly and pretend
For friends will always be friends

Vicky living her life on the run:
Not always for the best
But there is heartfelt and wise hope
There is a vast universal scope
Like looking at the night stars through a telescope
For Vicky has deep friendship and honorable hope
And there is no one that can unknot our rope.