Ceding To Pain
Eighty-four pounds at age 27
An illness nearly claimed my life
The doctor said, “You have an option”
But the choice was one that cut like a knife
No man would want me for a wife
“Pray for a miracle; linger in pain
Or negate any chance of having children”
My husband had died, my hope long since drained
In a sense I already felt barren
To live painlessly, I gave in
*June 23, 2014
Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2014
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