Always trying too hard to please her always doing his very best. He was such a good boy but his brother was liked the best.
As he grew he made her presents and did what ever she asked, but she never noticed him and so the dye was cast.
She said he was not an easy child he was demanding, he didn’t like the dark and always wanted the light on, on the landing.
The boy grew he learned to make a cup tea and eke out the chocolate biscuits: everyone got three.
Still she never noticed him. His elders were the favoured and preferred and when it really came to it she showed she’d never cared.
It broke his heart when he was tiny it broke his spirit as grew yet he never gave up on her, to her he was always true.
Yes he was the youngest but he always tried hard to be seen but he was always overlooked not heard and even less seen. Still he never gave up even as he grew he never stopped trying but she never acknowledged this, never gave him his due.
Sadness
He grew , he married he had children she treated him the same but now she added his wife and children into her game.
He took her shopping, to the doctors, to the hospital, to the airport or just plain out to dinner he tried so hard but still he could not win her.
Eventually there came the day he really just had to let go if she had not cared for him by now it never would be so.
Always trying too hard to please her always doing his very best. He was such a good boy but his brother was liked the best.
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