This is a poem I wrote a while ago.Its a sort of metaphor for Beth in Little women by Louisa May Alcott.Read more
Louisa May Alcott’s classic tale of four sisters.
Grown-up Meg, tomboyish Jo, timid Beth, and precocious Amy. The four March sisters couldn’t be more different. But with their father away at war, and their mother working to support the family, they have to rely on one another. Whether they’re putting on a play, forming a secret society, or celebrating Christmas, there’s one thing they can’t help wondering: Will Father return home safely?