A Sheltered Life Poem by Monica May

When I was a teenager living at home
I rebelled against restriction of freedom
Church and cultural had written in stone.
But my parents were determined
I shouldn’t do things that was hip and rife.
It made me so mad
having to live a sheltered life!

As time moved on, so did I:
I left school, got pregnant, married young;
The fire inside me slowly started to die.
Never having time for anything else
than working, nursing and being a wife.
It made me so sad
that I was still living a sheltered life!

But Time has been my tutor and it has taught me well
It has shown me life from different angles
And finally I am able to tell
That freedom is better to have in small doses;
too much could cut you like a knife.
I am so glad
that I have lived a sheltered life.