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The Mirage

He said I was pretty and I blushed. He started celebrating When I agreed. We were blessed in church For my new role at home. He showed me his world And I built his home. Then I got that job And he rejoiced with me. Every morning, ill wake up before he And ready his meal and tea. He will drive me like we were nineteen. And drop me home like a queen. I aced around the house like a pro While he shares a few hours with his bro. Then like a king, I serve his meal, While we talk about his deal. He says he is tired So, I tuck the kids in. Then one day, I was late And he thought I was mislaid. He lost his charm and turned me around “Don’t you think I should know your whereabouts”! Then I saw life The joys were always a mirage whilst sorrows, worries and pains the reality. My dreams are no longer mine For I changed it when I said yes I have been living for others, While I have my life in plains and terrains. One day they will know me But alas, when is that one day? Vandana Nath Composed and presented during Women’s History Month

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Date: 4/10/2024 5:53:00 AM
Hey Vandana, welcome to PS! I think being married and raising kids is a wonderful occupation. Some find fulfillment in careers, but nothing can compare really to waking up every morning next to someone you love and hearing the children downstairs engaged in play
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