This poem respresents the worry that a wife has that she is not enough. Yet through the journey the wife is the way maker for the husband and she is enough in hte family traditions and beauty of home.
Way Maker When the dishes clash in the sink, And you wait for the water to run. You know love has arrived And you must become enough. Dreams set in dark rebound He won’t always be around For you are not the princess In this fairytale address And not enough sings in the bath You aren’t thin or too tough Lingers in the trash And you say awful stuff Yet the string of holiday lights The perfect meal made with might Is enough to be his way maker And not enough is fear creator The curve of your hip And the way you coffee sip Amongst diffuse hard lip Is enough and don’t you forget
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