The Heart Of The Matter

I can only speak of what I know ... nothing more, nothing less. The cherished little girl still lives ... but she forgets her name; she forgets her family and that part of her life. Used as a tool of bargain ... it seems her real family must endure until the business is done. In a sense it is the emerald isle to where the trail does lead ... but even now strong faces turn the attention away for it is in their interest for it to be so. But know it will not always be so ... and the one so close to me in the heart of the matter, he will never know the pains it took for me to admit; to admire and to understand; and I guess to forgive. But for sake of them all and what they truly deserve they must never give up seeking the rainbow's end .... know there is a pot of gold awaiting them there. --- Jack