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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 Login to Reply 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.