She Threatened To Leave Poem by Cherie Mort

Did you know that she threatened to leave?
Not once or twice, oh no
But a few times now already
Maybe even a thousand
Why didn't she go? you ask
She had children to raise
Her husband would't, couldn't raise them
He didn't know how
And where would she have gone?


Her eyes are now sad, her back stooped and bent under the weight of seven young children in my mind's eye
Now they've grown and all but left this fortress, only two of seven remaining to comfort her in her depression
And I, the poet, am secluded in my alcove as her dead eyes close to the world once more