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Post by goldenmyst on Jan 28, 2021 23:32:29 GMT -6
Cane Field Wife
Birds rise in clouds Over sugar cane fields Distant horizon aglow With sepia sky light
Lone woman stands Resolute on trailer steps Confesses her pain To us road travelers
Unequally yoked She washed in blood of Christ But like seeds sown on stony ground, Jesus’ words never took root in him
Her marriage sunk in mire – His helpmate and house slave – She envisions a falcon on the move
And almost inaudibly wishes, “Foreign skies, foreign skies.”
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Post by Catlady2710 on Jan 29, 2021 11:29:28 GMT -6
This brings to mind my first husband who was abusive both physically and mentally. After 3 years of marriage, I found the strength to leave him. Best thing I ever did. Five years after this I married my present husband who I met 2 years after leaving the first and have been happily married ever since.
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Post by goldenmyst on Jan 29, 2021 14:41:21 GMT -6
Cat, your story is shared by women worldwide. I love that you found the strength to set off on your own and found the man of your dreams. That is the best of happy endings.
John
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Post by goldenmyst on Jan 29, 2021 15:05:02 GMT -6
This poem was inspired by a woman my guy friend and I met out in the country on one of our drives. Her marriage was unequally yoked as the poem goes because she was true to her Christian faith and he wasn't. He also had a drinking problem and I think I recall he expected her to do all the work.
John
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Post by QueenFoxy on Jan 31, 2021 16:19:50 GMT -6
What a sad union, John. There are far too many like that
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Post by goldenmyst on Jan 31, 2021 16:21:47 GMT -6
That is very true my friend. This woman likely had few to talk to about it. So expressing herself to my friend and I probably was a rare occasion to do so.
XoXoXo John
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Post by QueenFoxy on Jan 31, 2021 16:41:34 GMT -6
A friendly face can can be a God send.
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