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Gone Away

My husband has gone away, off to fight in Mr. Washington's Army. Now, I am faced with the difficult task of managing a farm & raising our 7 children; 4 boys and 3 girls. I have to keep the children home from school, because I need the help on the farm. Every day, I struggle to get the cows milked on time and all the animals fed & watered. In between, I harvest the crops and teach my children their lessons. It is so hard on us, with my husband gone. Tomorrow, I have to go into town too sell our young calf, just to meet the taxes on the house and land. Every morning, I wake up with a filling of dread. Will today be the day I hear my husband has died? Today will I break down and start weeping in front of the children? God, help me get through each day. Guide me to do the right things. All I want is to see my husband alive again.

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Constance La France

Date: 7/1/2015 10:24:00 AM

Karen Ann, oh my this write is so heartbreaking, let me brush a tear away, such sadness and courage within your words, a beautiful 7 rating, well done

Constance La France
Date: 7/1/2015 12:41:00 PM

Karen, this is a special skill to be able to transport yourself into the write, I can also do that, I am right there within the words, living it, treasure this gift and use it in your writing and you will soar . .

Karen Ann Gagnon
Date: 7/1/2015 10:44:00 AM

Thanks for the kind words. I wrote this way back in high school as extra credit for History class. I still don't know how I wrote this poem. When I was writing this poem, I felt like I was transported into another time & place.