Widow nor Wife

Widow  nor Wife

How does one walk?

To the path of another

Without yourself to smother

Can’t talk the talk

A woman alone-not a wife

Whose choice is it?

A wife-promise of domestic strife

A woman’s place-society’s snit

Never a widow or a wife be

Cross myself for fear

Bridge destroyed at bay on sea

So I shed a quiet tear

No words to tell sorrow

Growing slowly apart

Board the plane tomorrow

Nursing the scars of heart

(c) Amanda Wilson 2012


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