Trapped

I clean and cook.
I nod my head and I forget your faults.
So, why won’t you let me play?
I’ve been staring out the window all day.

I steam and starch your shirts,
I pretend to sleep when you leave at night.
I don’t want to be a disgrace,
but please, let me leave this place. 

I finished folding the laundry,
and I tucked the children into bed.
I laid out your cigars,
may I at least see the stars?

Nevermind.

Last night I dreamt of greeting nature.
Hello trees, hello meadows, hello grass.
I hear your breeze,
do you hear my pleas?

I put on a pretty dress,
I’ve remembered my place.
I’ll stop peering out the window to see the view;
instead, I’ll stare out the window and patiently wait for you.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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