Raw bits of heavenly tasty healing power...

Sown by Norwegian bachelor farmer

in tandem with baked powder milk biscuits

courtesy your guardian angel

(otherwise known as Matthew Scott)

Writes to his dearly beloved precious offspring

(today March 25th, 2021)

in summer re: a shayne maydel darling daughter

prostrated by grief evincing figurative bite marks

indicative being smitten (now unrequited love).

Ever since her young heartthrob

unexpectedly rent asunder

fledgling relationship,

his heart felt initial zeal squelched,

when prized progeny voiced ecstasy

toward him, an attractive lad

regarding company hungrily sought

once breached a bond

subsequently rent asunder

impossible mission

to bridge formidable chasm.

Aeons of sorrowful tears shed,

wherein our hereditary blood and flesh

weeps profuse grievousness

whereby papa

(feeling helpless thousands of miles away)

wonders how much more time will elapse

before aforementioned lass

exhibits freedom from melancholic affliction.

Scant amount of time

actually constitutes

longevity of amorousness

between Shana Punim

and he who caught fancy

of same quite sensitive

twenty two year old young woman,

nevertheless an ordinarily

indomitable female spirit

reduced to inconsolable grief

similar to when Zayda

(her paternal grandfather)

passed away inching up on six months ago.

The width, depth, and breadth amidst

every cell comprising

one generic body well nigh

manifested as yours truly (me)

doth also plaintively cry

nsync with sad mood

(analogous to when

said loved one didst die),

cuz filial linkedin connection

automatically triggers chain reaction,

who helped beget

referenced youngest adult child of mine.

Naivete and innocence

pitched hither and yon

to and fro, where male testosterone won

out against moral scruples

(read marital covenant I violated),

where temptation appropriated from son

of the Boyce Brandon

and later Harriet Harris,

who willingly and wantonly

surrendered himself to concupiscence

thus receiving just desserts

being privy forced to experience hurt,

(albeit vicariously)

heaped upon Shana without question.