Counterparts
©1984 by Susan Noyes Anderson
Great Grandma walked across the plains,
her blue dress grey with travel stains.
She bore the hardship, for she knew
her faith in the Lord would see her through.
Her once pink hands were calloused now,
and she had said good-bye somehow
to husband dear and children lost,
praying the end would be worth the cost.
I walk the darkened city street,
my hurried footsteps keeping beat
with a trembling heart, but I swallow my fear,
reminding myself that the Lord is near.
I wear my travel stains deep inside,
where I battle iniquity’s rising tide,
praying husband and children will not be lost;
and that the end will be worth the cost.
We all must walk these earthly miles;
different times bring different trials.
Friday, July 24, 2009
Counterparts: A Poem About Pioneers
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7 comments:
Oh I like that one! Well said.
Just BEAUTIFUL!
~Shari
I miss pioneer day. What a wonderful poem.
The sentiment is so well put. Another beautiful poem and your talent amazes me again.
A good poem Sue. I like the contrast between the first and second stanzas and the couplet ties them together nicely. Good rhyming poety. Good post.
Larry
I haven't written poetry since I was forced to in 5th grade and to be perfectly honest most poetry just floats right over my head--sigh. BUT I LOVED this Sue!!!! Printed it out, hung it on my bulletin board, look at it often, keep turning it over in my head--loved it!! Thanx for sharing!
was that okay I printed it out--it has your name on it and its just on my bulletin board???
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