I’M FINE, SHE SAID

H. W. Bryce

“I’m fine!” she said with a simple smile
As she tried to hide the many a mile
That she had trod in caring for her man,
As though to prove that she still can.

Depression nearly got her down.
She sat and cried and hugged her hurt,
She wiped her tears and got back up –
Once more into the fray!

Onto the caring with such careful care,
She soldiered on, her duties did not wear
Her out. She was strong and she would show
The love she had for her forever beau.

She took herself apart while her burden slept
And tore her garments for the bitter pill
She had to swallow every day.
Frustration. Enough to drive anyone astray…

She read her charge just like the book,
She knew his every need, his every nook
And cranny of his mind, anticipation in advance,
Her tender loving care, it was an easy dance.

His random acts, his shouts and fists
Left her abandoned, misunderstood,
Her aggravation trapped inside
Gave her fits of hate.

Every day she started fresh.
She never tired, never did regress,
Never an angry word she spoke,
Never would her steady nerve be broke.

Disheartened then, she cried herself to sleep
Every night with bitter tears from deep
Within her sad, rejected soul.
Her spirit broken, she wished him dead.

“I’m fine!” she said with a simple smile
As she tried to hide the many a mile
That she had trod in caring for her man,
As though to prove that she still can.

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