The Chain by Anna Kindred

Sometimes it feels like Spring,
eventhough outside, it's packed with snow.
At times my heart feels warm inside,
and I feel an inward glow.

But, most of the time, it feels like Winter,
with the cold wind carressing my heart.
And no amount of sunshine or laughter,
can make me feel that I am a part.

A part of life's existing community,
a part of God's scheme and plan.
I feel like I am on borrowed time,
I've already become a part of the land.

The crunch of dry leaves beneath my feet,
the sound of trickling water reaches my ears.
But my soul has gone deaf and is symbolized,
by my many fallen tears.

I try to live how life should be,
by living each day by day.
But all to often, fond or not,
memories get in the way.

I believe we live our lives by a chain,
we fasten around our own neck.
Each link is a memory, each memory a burden,
it's something we all collect.

My chain has become so heavy,
my body is racked with pain.
It's hard to see tomorrow,
when my tears fall down like rain.

I'm so deep inside my sorrow,
so lost and so forlorn.
Why can't I appreciate the beauty of a rose,
my hand so easily finds the thorn.

I long to see my Mamma,
My Daddy was called back home.
Someday I'll lay my chain aside,
when my name is etched in stone.

I wrote this poem in 1987 in the hospital. I had cracked ribs, a bruised pride and a broken heart. Marital abuse is probably the worst thing that can happen to a woman, other than losing a child. I was unpacking boxes last night and could not believe the hundreds of poems that I dedicated to my tears and unrepairable marriage. I came upon this one and wanted to share. Anna

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by Anna Kindred
copyright 02-21-2002

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