A House Wife
Naturally, a human has anger and loving nature,
Sometimes, abusive behaviour seems discarded furniture.
Argument is normal in our living life,
When two person lives as a partner or wife.
After ten years relationship, when he has blamed,
He only runs home, she is house wife, shamed.
When she left him and went to her mother,
House was cleaned and has decorative feather.
No white rings, scratches, burns and dents,
No grease marks, chips and ink on pants.
Cats, dogs and birds she has knitting her hands,
Cutting, stitching and finishing she has skill grand’s.
Cross over and jardinière net curtains she made,
I am sorry about simple and dropped nets afraid.
I never seen so dirt in her presence in kitchen,
I ran after her to bring back a quality motion.
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