you smile while tying my bails,
memories that lack a street-life distress.
Shaking peanuts, holding back hunger,
you smile, then empty my pails,
memories that back our joys when younger.
Winter fire-wood we chopped together,
bedded when angry with each other,
matching all odds that we would falter,
watching folks wonder how we survive
those vows we spoke at the altar.
Put notions to rest, no city test,
farm women love without urban chains,
work with their man stride for stride,
share all his gains, share all his pains,
woman's love lasts longer when side-by-side.
(c)toni 1984
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