Does she know
How lucky she is
To be loved by a man
More gentle, more compassionate, more selfless
Than any man born of woman—
Does she know?
Can she see
What he endures at her hand—
Apathy, neglect, ingratitude,
Assuming he will always be there for her?
And he will
Because he loves her
With a love she does not deserve.
Does she know?
Does she know
How much I love him,
And how I long once more to stand
Before him, take him in my arms at last, and fill the void,
Make him the center of my universe—
Does she know?
Would she change if she could see
How she has left him unprotected?
Though he never will betray her,
Nor could I demand it of him,
For to yield to selfish pleasures
Would be to fail.
Love never fails.
Does she know?
Copyright © 2018 Abigail Gronway – All Rights Reserved
Written on the theme “Once More,” a collaboration hosted by Forgotten Meadows. I just stumbled upon this a couple days ago and wrote the poem on the spot. Please click on the link to see all the other entries in the collaboration.
Dark Side of the Moon 
so pretty
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Thank you
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Very nice, would you like to add this to the collaboration if so can you please paste the actual text in the comment section? Thank you!
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actually never mind, I am just coming back to the blog after a while and had forgotten you had posted your piece in the collaboration already…it was beautiful to read again…I am updating the final version now 🙂
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