The Ditchdigger's Wife

The ditch digger's wife had it hard every day But she seldom complained, don't you see. For although it was hell scrubbing other people's floors Her life had a certain consistency. The banker's wife had it just as hard Her stomach stayed tied up in knots. With choosing the décor for the party And the pool boy who gave her the hots. Then one day the ditch digger came home from work and gave his sweet wife a single rose. she smiled as she smelled its fragrant bouquet then went back to washing the clothes. The banker's wife might never know the power in that single rose Or the love from which it was given And how that special love grows. For she was much too busy Having fake fun with fake friends Trying to forget her childhood this ditch digger's daughter, the end.