The quarter thief

Here's a little story that's just for you, About a little quarter thief, and you might know who.

She'd be hungry and cold, heading for an unfortunate doom
But when you weren't home, she'd sneak into your room.

She'd look for the change bag that was under your bed,
And two out of three times, she'd bump her head.

Every time she'd look, to her own surprise, There was always a dollar or two, and that was her prize.

She'd go to McDonald's to get some food. She was only hungry and didn't mean to be rude.

Little did she know the quarters would disappear,
And pale in comparison to the change that was near.

One day, the quarter thief could no longer go on.
She was sick of living the life of a drug addict, con.

She fell to her knees when she finally realized,
Her mom and dad made all those quarters materialize.

She cried out to God,"Forgive me please.
For all those I've hurt, I'm down on my knees.

Take me from this life where wickedness thrives
I can no longer live with all this, chaos and lies."

From that day on, she was no longer a thief
She loved fully, and God took her grief.

Now she looks back to her quarter thief days.
And remembers her parents will love her forever and always