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 call 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. ........Lena Lathrop........ |
| ADMONITION No, I am through and you can call in vain. There is too great a fee for your caress; Too great a share of heartbreak and of pain And all the kindred hurts of loneliness. What does it mean at best? A fevered hour When I forget that you are not for me; Your charm aglow like some exotic flower To rouse again the waves of memory. No, I am through-the trumpet call of youth Must sound in vain-for I have need of rest; You have no peace to give-no certain truth- And I am sick and weary of my quest. Leave me to books and wine and memories- Nothing you have to give can equal these! ....Kid Kazanova(Phillip Stack).... |
| A WOMAN'S QUESTION |
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