The Farmer's Wife

It came into her mind, seeing how the clothes
Were dirty, and the water needed drawing again
How hard, how drear the work on the farm goes
And chickens needed feed'n, hogs needed water
Why women and not men were expected to tend
To all these hard chores, and not go to the shore
To explore, play, and stay, taking all day to get away
To relax not totally be tired out at the end of the day

He couldn't understand why she was so tired
Never felt like being the turtle dove
That he wanted at the end of the day to love
To hold for just a few minutes of consecrated 
Attention, to share what he felt and wanted;
Why he talked to the mule more dedicated
Words, than she talked to him at night
I'll just get me another life with another wife
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Culverhouse Avatar
September 4, 2009 at 5:28 PM
check the last line mom something is missing, otherwise very good
Canady Avatar
September 4, 2009 at 1:07 PM
Hey, Sara, Sara! The Guy was kinda clueless huh? Good info for those who don't know and good poem MoonBee
Fraser Avatar
September 4, 2009 at 12:45 PM
It must be equally hard, a life on the farm. Kool verse Sara>>James
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