From the moment she fell, she loved with a full and pure heart
Till pain and darkness tore her apart
Measured daily by her homemaking tasks-
Love by a measuring stick? Oh how would that last?
She held onto hope that again her heart would be filled
Time marched on...the hurt remained, still
Blame was placed always, such a heavy weight to bear
For if she did everything wrong, then why was he still there?
Crumbled on the floor, to God she cried out!
He opened her eyes, and erased her self-doubt
The path had to change to know love's truth as it should be
He stood firmly, choosing not to follow the change..therefore, she had to leave....
By: Jamie Campbell
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