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A Simple Life

Contributed by davemus on Thursday, 9th May 2013 @ 01:28:20 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



The old log cabin in the woods,
half hidden by the evergreens,
a cozy home once filled with hope,
was now a box of broken dreams.
A tired body, tired mind,
and lonely heart was all she had.
The man who once had thrilled her so
had now become just one more chore
with clothes to clean
and mouth to feed
and wounds to dress
and nothing more

It hurt her more than she could say
to lose all caring thoughts and deeds.
Her love for him had blazed the trail
that was now overgrown with weeds.
And in the twilight of their lives,
their magic youth, a memory,
they scarcely spoke; they never loved,
so different now from years before . . .
Just vacant stares,
and empty thoughts
and saddened looks
and nothing more

And when his final time had come,
his life at last had reached its end,
with quiet graveside spoken words
and several tears from several friends,
she briefly cried remembering
some pleasant times when theyd been young.
But later all that she could feel,
while gazing from the cabin door,
was some small loss,
a few regrets,
a little pain,
and nothing more.

She never left that wooded hut
but lived her life in sad retreat
with cat and dog and evergreens
and wild birds singing her to sleep.
Her passing was unheralded
the way most of her life had been;
a simple grave beside her man
became her final resting place.
They spoke of when she had been found
upon the hard cold cottage floor -
her face at peace
and on her lips,
a tiny smile
and nothing more.




Copyright © davemus ... [ 2013-05-09 13:28:20]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: A Simple Life (User Rating: 1 )
by dvtpdw on Thursday, 16th May 2013 @ 12:18:07 PM AEST
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A well written ode to life that is contained within all of us. You told a tale of simplicity yet took the reader down many complicated life roads. I enjoyed this read - the many facets of life laid bare to see. Very very nice write. thank you for sharing, P




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