Open Poetry #12 |
Pioneer Lady |
Red-uni Member
since 2000-07-30
Posts 192Georgia, USA |
Painstakingly, she wove the yarn, made the candles, and cleaned the fish. Baby had scarlet fever, he cried, she picked him up. She then washed the clothes, stopped because the baby cried. Gently she rocked him to sleep. Husband brought home deer, meat to eat, she was thankful. The baby cried, she lovingly held him and walked the floor. Fixed dinner for her family of seven, an extra place for the preacher. Baby cried, she sat, holding him close to her breast, now he was too quiet. She desperately looked for signs of life, his breath had given way. Third child she had lost. Silently a tear fell, and a prayer for strength she said. Five children lived, and for this she was grateful. Kathy Bonet (C) 2/0l |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
The strength of the women that passed before us is immeasureable...thank you for this... |
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Temptress
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
Sad, Red, but I enjoyed it all. |
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Agust P Member
since 2000-12-29
Posts 157 |
very well done, enjoyed reading! AP |
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