Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Water for Her Day

The old woman walked every day

Back and forth from the water well.

Early each morn she made her way

From the small hut where she did dwell

Alone, having outlived all who

Once were her friends and family.

She carried large water jugs, two,

Making the twenty mile journey

On foot to the water well, and

Filling them up there, walking back

Under hot sun 'cross arid land.

For decades done, this daily track.

The day the water well went dry,

The old woman laid down to die.