Labor Of Love Poem by Almedia Knight-Oliver

Minute after minute fear returns for its fill
you stand ready to fill his cup, giving and
giving until the giving becomes a chain-a chain
of love…all in the name of the love of labor.

In spite of striking lightning; the roaring thunder
futile tears feed courage, patience, hope- even aid
you in staying strong to carry on, and to be by your
best friend and husband's side.

Bed? On your feet. Sprint bus seat. Walking in your sleep
going one place after another, and deprived of a bed to lie
Your weary head… Rest? Back and forth you can't find silent
or a holy night- not even a glass of red wine to distract sleep.

As days advance and sunniness brighten your way, reflecting
Hope and peace and your life overflows with security and joy
Nevertheless, you stay heavily laden with love for your
friend and husband, and tons of gratification from all
your hard work which has become a labor of love!



March 27,2016