The Widow

December 26, 2010

The day, when the wife became a widow
The roads were icy and covered with snow
She was tired, confused, felt sad and low
And she had no idea, how to handle this blow

The day when the widow got back her pride
She watched the sunrise after a long night
And she did many thing, she never tried
Put out the things, she once had to hide

The day when the widow got back her life
She knew, that nothing could her deprive
Of the new found freedom, and she would survive
She was now a woman, and not a wife

MATO December 26 2010

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