In Praise of Siabreen !

I have probably Hated Siabreen for longer than I Loved her.
Yet,today,I remembered instances of Love.
(I would like to be able to think of her that way,all the time.)

Siabreen was a kind,gentle soul,who would do anything for anybody.
She was very supportive to her brother,Adam,when he had a yeast problem following his divorce from his first wife.
Even though,Adam thought that Siabreen was an idiot,refusing to call her by her new name and generally abusing her when he was drunk.
Siabreen and I,allowed him to stay in our house in Welshpool,while he dried out.
Oh the times I had to bite my tongue,when he reared on her!

When Alison became pregnant,Siabreen got on a plane and put her life on hold,so she could support her sister.
Where were you,Alison,when Siabreen and I suffered several miscarriages ?
Oh yes.Too busy playing the Princess in New York with your in-laws!

Lois-only you know the depths of support Siabreen had for the family.
I remember her weeping many times when you had breast cancer.The letters and phone calls that went on long into the night.
She loved you greatly.

Marion,the mother she worshipped.
Even returning to London to support you in your retirement.
What memories did Siabreen have of you and her childhood years?
The cries of Plain Jane ringing in her ears.
Shame !