Freedom
As the sun slowly melted
the ice cream in her hand,
she stared in wonderment
as he drove away in his van.
There were no tearful words
or unnecessary crying,
he merely felt that it was time
and he was tired of trying.
For forty years she’d listened
hard and done just as he said.
Then suddenly, as he declared,
she got ideas in her head.
Ideas that women should have
a life, a future of their own.
Not all conventional forms of
life involve a husband at home.
She realized the sun had melted
her ice cream away, and
went inside to sort things out,
tomorrow would be a great day!
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