Differently Measured

This poem was written for the February 24, 2013 Poetic Bloomings prompt, With a Little Help From our Friends.

I used the line, “Her life was measured in teardrops” from Measured by Poet Mary Mansfield. Because I used her line more than once I asked her if that was OK with her. She said it was fine. Thank you, Mary. Your line is an important part of this poem. Not only that, but my title is similar to yours.

The line seemed to me to call for repetition as part of a refrain

Differently Measured

It was more than fat and lean
that distinguished Jack Sprat
from his not-so thin spouse.

Her life was measured in teardrops.
His life was measured by joy.

She often hid behind her girth,
rejecting Jack’s mirth and attempts
to lighten her emotional load.

Her life was measured in teardrops.
His life was measured by joy.

His main goal was to spread
joy into his small world; he
had no idea what kept her sad.

Her life was measured in teardrops.
His life was measured by joy.

She could not explain but only cried
and yelled, “You don’t understand.”
Neither could she know his joy.

Her life was measured in teardrops.
His life was measured by joy.

For better or worse their vows had been;
the mismatched pair agreed. However,
their lives were differently measured.

Her life was measured in teardrops.
His life was measured by joy.

Sheryl Kay Oder

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