She Knows

She stood there in a print of calicos,
Wind exposing knees like russet potatoes.
Life can be hard and this is how it goes:
There are a few highs and many lows,
Hide your pain and all your woes
Even hide your dead eyes from the crows.
No one in this damned world to you owes.
There’ll be no white dresses with pretty bows.
The path is unpaved into your tomorrows.
On each corner stands one of your foes.
Don’t even think it is better to just doze
Off and leave everything as you repose.
Don’t scoff at the dreams you suppose.
There is much inspiration for your prose
As time spent living and caring shows.
Stand and be counted as you oppose
Those who keep you in the shadows.
You – a one followed by many zeros
Will bring light that shines and grows
Because like many, good – you chose.

Copyright © 2013 Shainbird. All rights reserved.


About Shainbird

"A lonely craftsman putting one word after another."
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2 Responses to She Knows

  1. Cubby says:

    This is an excellent monorhyme, which is not an easy form to do. Enjoyed it thoroughly! 🙂

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