The Female and the Cross
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The Female and The Cross
I have borne children
Who kick and climb and some who lay
Along my branches like a sleepy panther
Watching for prey
Some curl inside my womb
Whilst eating an iced creamy foam
Hiding from parents who say
Its time to go home
Seniors walk by and comment
On my outstretched arms
Usually the female, the boss
Who nonchalantly, in passing remarks
That they are like a cross.
And here I stand old wrinkled and worn
Lightening-struck and fingers torn
But I am still here bearing children
And always will do
My roots travelled to start my children anew
For I have lived two hundred years
I have seen the Lords and the Ladies
The grooms and the scullery dears
And I will bear children when all now are gone
For my reason to live is
To go on and on.
Copyright © Janine Lever | Year Posted 2021
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