Thursday, February 07, 2008

Housewife's Lament

I cook clean change dirty diapers

and go grocery shopping in between

feed and walk the dogs

and since I'm such a whiz with tools

cut all the fire logs

 

I drive the kids to school every day

and look after your mother

do the dirty dishes and laundry

and even though I scarcely see a dime

I'm much wiser with our money

 

Hell when you can't find the time

I even wash the car

and rake the leaves in the back garden

still if you come home I try to look

like I spent all day at Elizabeth Arden's

 

Seems like I'm always here for you

even when it's not sure you might

to nourish and maintain what should be our life

but boy let me tell you I won't be around much longer

if you insist on having a maid rather than a wife

 

 

©2008 Fenny

 

Comments

Fenny, I like this poem. If I were this woman I would be reconsidering my situation for sure! You have certainly captured the drudgery of the woman, the instability of the relationship and the conviction with which she makes her case.

Thanks for stopping by Poetikat's. I appreciate your comment on the Dovecote poem.

Kat

Posted by: Poetikat | Saturday, February 16, 2008

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