One kind of love

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Her love was rarely said

Tender hearts are buried deep

Strong love propelled each step she tread.

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A quiet way that some misread,

A lonely path is always steep

Her love was rarely said.

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Homemade loaves of wholegrain bread

and chores of dreary household keep

Strong love propelled each step she tread.

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Many books at night she read,

her children tucked and fast asleep

Her love was rarely said.

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A winter widow, her brood had fled

She volunteered her time to weep

Strong love propelled each step she tread.

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This tired earth she no longer treads

but of her gifts I still do reap

Her love was rarely said—

strong love propelled each step she tread.

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Published by Janice

My name is Janice.  I started blogging as Ontheland when I moved from Toronto to a rural area near Kingston, Ontario in Canada.  Over time I have found myself writing poetry, mostly in Japanese forms, such as haiku and haibun.  One of my deepest interests is the natural world: the joy of it and how we can look after it better.

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