Footsteps in the Snow

I remember when I was a little girl, I played happily with my brothers and sisters.

If  I could just turn back the time, but I can't.

My blood was as my father and mother also as my grandparents and
great grandparents was, of the Aryan race.

 What have I done?

If I could go back.

 I was seventeen years old.

I thought that it was alright to marry a black man.  I had two children by him, my family would not and

still do not have anything to do with me or my children. I look at my children's faces, I do not see

my family's blood in them.

 What have I done to my children?

 What have I done to my family?

I am twenty-nine now and no longer with that black man.

I have not been with him for seven years now.

My children don't know my parents and my parents don't know them.

If I could walk backwards like footsteps in the snow. I would not go with a non-white.

 I have damned my children in life and in death. They can never grow with white men nor

black men. That is not light with light nor dark with dark, they are just something ungodly

that we have created. No decent white man will have me now and I will never go back with

a black man, so I'll be alone the rest of my life. If I could just go back like footsteps in the snow.

 Please learn from what has happened to me.

Don't make the mistakes that I have made. 
                  A Friend