A WOMAN'S QUESTION
Do you know you have asked for the costliest thing |
Ever made by the Hand above?
A woman's heart, and a woman's life ~
And a woman's wonderful love.
Do you know you have asked for this priceless thing
As a child might ask for a toy?
Demanding what others have died to win,
With the reckless dash of a boy.
You have written my lesson of duty out;
Manlike, you have questioned me.
Now stand at the bar of my woman's soul
Until I shall question thee.
You require your mutton shall be always hot,
Your socks and your shirt be whole;
I require your heart to be true as God's stars
And as pure as His heaven your soul.
You require a cook for your mutton and beef,
I require a far greater thing;
A seamstress you're wanting
for socks and shirts ~
I look for a man and a king.
A king for the beautiful realm called Home, |
and a man that his Maker, God,
Shall look upon as He did on the first
And say: "It is very good."
I am fair and young, but the rose may fade
From my soft young cheek one day;
Will you love me then 'mid the falling leaves,
As you did 'mong the blossoms of May?
Is your heart an ocean so strong and deep,
I may launch my all on its tide?
A loving woman finds heaven or hell
On the day she is made a bride.
I require all things that are grand and true,
All things that a man should be;
If you give this all, I would stake my life
To be all you demand of me.
If you cannot be this, a laundress and cook
You can hire and little to pay;
But a woman's heart and a woman's life
Are not to be won that way.
When I am gone, release me, let me go.
I have so many things to see and do.
You mustn't tie yourself to me with tears.
Be thankful for our many beautiful years.
I gave to you my love, you can only guess
How much you gave to me in happiness.
I thank you for the love you each have shown,
But not it is time I travel on alone.
So grieve awhile for me, if grieve you must,
Then let your grief be comforted by trust.
It is only for a time that we must part,
So bless the memories within your heart.
I won't be far away, for life goes on.
So if you need me, call and I will come.
Though you can't see or touch me, I'll be near
And if you listen with your heart you'll hear,
All my love around you, soft and clear,
And then, when you must come this way alone,
I'll greet you with a smile and say ...
I've seen the hope within the man
I've been there and held his hand ~
And laid low when he was down
Tried not to laugh
Tried not to frown.
If he's better ~
...'cause I came
I don't deserve the credit...or the blame.
Be kind to other people
As you go along life's way
Spread happiness about you
As you live from day to day.
Don't hurt tender feelings
Be as tactful as can be.
To be someone who's nice to know
Is a good philosophy.
(Chichester, West Sussex, England)
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