I’ve been scared  and  bartered.                              My hopes the wind done  scattered.                           Snow has froze me, sun has baked me.                     Looks like between’em  They done true to make me stop laughing; stop loving; stop lovin’__          But I don’t care !                I’m  still here!

My prime of youth is but a frost of cares;               My feast of joy is but a dish of pain;                       My crop of corn is but a  folder of tears;                 And all  my good is but vain, a hope of grain;      The day is past, and yet I saw no sun;                        And now I live,  and now my life is done.    

My take was heard, and yet it wasn’t  told;            My fruit  has fallen but my leaves are green,       My youth is spent and yet I’m  not old;                 I  saw the world, and yet I  wasn’t seen;                     My thread is set, and yet it is  not spun;                   And now I live, and now my life is done.

I sought my death and found it in my womb,      I looked for life,  and saw it was a shade;                   I trod the earth, and knew it was my tomb;       And now I die and now but made:                            My glass is full, and now my glass is run;                 And now I live, and now my life is done.





I love to read, write poetry and and working on other materials. I have two wonderful sons, that are growing like weeds everyday. Man how time flies, I love them too the moon and back!! I also have a wonderful man looking forward to spending the rest of my life with. So as you can tell I'm a blessed woman!!!❤❤

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