#WritcoPoemPrompt25
She toils through the day,
Without a word or a nay,
She earns her daily bread,
Not a tear does she shed...

All this until the time,
in which she will see the sign,
they'll come one after the other,
letters from her mo...brother,

the time has come to move,
Signs of new life point west,
Finally, maybe they'll find a new groove,
hard work mining ... and then perhaps rest,

the subtle call of Fortune,
the wind continues to blow,
how will life turn thru this new run?
just as always only God can know