Not for a Man
A wonderful poem shared by a talented writer.
The rain slips me away
Into another day.
Another day waiting,
Another day pining.
Not for a man,
But that my skills
May be in demand.
Not for a man,
But that the government
May give me a hand.
Not for a man,
But that my university
May decide that I live in their land.
Another day waiting.
Another day playing.
Giving my child the endless summer
She never had.
Beautiful
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I agree. An amazing writer.
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love this Johnnie and your handwritten note.. so rare! 💖
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A talented writer dear Brigid is dear Cindy. I enjoy her work.
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