Where Courage Lives

Courageous are those in smallest rooms Who stare at darkness and wildly plan How a meal for six can be made tomorrow From what might not nourish one slender man Courageous are the women who lie so still The very bones of their bodies ache Rather than let their anxious men Know that they too lie awake Courageous are the men who work all day To climb the walls, to make a gain To keep them fed, against the rain A brittle wind for counterpane Yet praise their lives with some content And fill with love what anguish spent Submitted for Constance's mini contest...."Courage"