a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing
Showing posts with label tombstone. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tombstone. Show all posts

Sunday, September 1, 2013

dVerse~Poets Pub "Of Course I Can!"


Callouses and dry hands
Untidy hair
Work your fingers to the bone
And wonder who cares

Time was a new age
While the cold war
And politics raged
Women trudged 
With a smile 
Making life worth while

Callouses and dry hands
Untidy hair
Work your fingers to the bone
And wonder who cares.

On her tombstone
Words very clear
"Housewife, Loved and Dear"
"Of course I can" killed her
That's why she's planted here.

For dVerse~Poets Pub
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