The woman,
With the auburn hair …
I often saw her there,
She waited for him every day,
Her picnic basket in tow…
... From what I saw, he never came.
He was steadfast at home,
Taking care of his wife, training sons...
Holding fast, the man, to his loyal domain.

© jan leree open poetry, LLC 2012



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    My name is Jan Leree.  I am a nurse, legal nurse consultant, poet and above all, mother of four wonderful adult children. I am writing here from my own life experiences, in loss, in grief, in humor and in joy.  I hope that you will find encouragement to face your life's circumstances by visiting my pages here.  My heart and prayers are in a place to offer encouragement to you.  The rights to the poetry and photographs are copyrighted to me.  If you wish to purchase cards, post cards, calendars, or framed art of my work, you may do so.  Email me at:  janlereewhidden@gmail.com

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