And I love
And I love
And I love a fourth woman,
still, after these many years,
as my grandfather loved
women in his long lifetime
as he would say:
in a biblical way.
Her daughter took time to say:
if I might or if I may
tell you I have read into your rhyme,
the words that you loved
my mother. My understanding brought tears
though I was already a woman.
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The rhyme and rhythm blend so well into the meaning of your poem!
I’m happy you catch the rhyme, Katrina. Most readers don’t. Thank you…
There is something about the phrase “And I love a fourth woman.” It could be the beginning of a novel.
Funny you should mention that…
There is so much power in the back half of that poem. Haunting my day.
Thanks for feeling the power in the back half of these words. I appreciate your reply.