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She Howled with the Wolves

The rain came and pummelled her. She did not stop walking.
A tree limb fell, knocking her down. She got back up.
Lightning came, but she did not fold, she was too determined.
A man stopped and tried to give her a lift. She said "no thank you."

She had already seen what some men do, and she wanted none of it.
He called her names, shook his fist. She was glad she had said no.
A flood came and she walked on higher land. Careful of the violets.
The evening came, and the wolves howled. She howled with them.

She walked until she could walk no more, leaving all her stuff behind.
Only things, not her child. Her child was with her, vigilant, watching.
"He was a bad man," her child said. She barely nodded, knowing.
They curled up together, safe for the first night. Wolves stood guard.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Date: 2/7/2019 1:05:00 PM
Wow! Powerful poem Caren! One of my faves! Bless you, Susan
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 2/7/2019 3:56:00 PM
Thank you Susan. I see so many women who keep going back, wishing and hoping the "charming man" who fooled them is still in there someplace. Taking the child with them. Ugh!
Date: 2/4/2019 7:42:00 AM
How powerful! Well done.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 2/4/2019 10:07:00 AM
Thank you. I am so sad when women go back and take the children. Again and again. They all lose more hope each time.
Date: 2/4/2019 5:28:00 AM
Excellent write! Her strength shows!
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 2/4/2019 7:16:00 AM
I see women escape their abusers rarely, going back so many times, it is so sad for the children. They stop generating hope after awhile.