She

 

She lived a very ordinary life

Not grand nor filled with hifalutin ways

In every sense true model of

a faithful christian wife

 

No modern she, conservative of thought

And faith, without beligerent intent

Soft spoke, complete and never needing aught

Reminding all who see of time well spent

 

Careful, thrifty, lacking parsimony's taint

More loving mother hard to find

See pretty well the picture that she paints

Not the global village kind

 

Woke one morning just like every other day

Dropped everything, looked back

Then walked away

Didn't even stop to pack