Wife Work Poems

(This is something different. Playing around and having some creative fun. One word per line, three lines per stanza. What do you think? Tear it...

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They say that breaking up is tough,
now I know that it’s true,
one day we’ll go separate ways,
and all the blame’s on you.

Maybe we shared some...

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She's thirty-three, single,
her Mom babysits her
five year old son.
She reassures herself it's
just two more hours,
then it's the blessed weekend.
Which means delicious sleep.
She has no nest...

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Quote By Poet "Time is a funny thing. It is here, it is gone.
Never to be found again." 

As l get older,
I find the same...

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Mixed marriages never work his mother said
But she was a stool, and his father was a bed
Yours worked he told her, and for a long...

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I am now up and half asleep, 
quiet I must not make a peep, 
others are still sleeping like sheep, 
need to get dressed and...

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On sleep-starved heavy eyes, tired, torn,
Straight like bullet begins her morn.

Kids woken up with a warm kiss,
She hurries that  naught is amiss,

Last bestirs hubby’s...

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As a child, 
I loved to watch Grandpa build. 
His basement workshop, 
was filled with tools. 
Tools hanging on every wall, 
wood neatly stacked in...

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He races aggressively from task to task,
churning through projects and products and pay.
Optimize, order, overdeliver.
Improve! For fast fades the day ...

You'd think he bores easy...

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Quote By Author "Dear Writer, Have a blessed day 
writing away your beautiful writes to all of the readers."

A writer chooses their words with glory,
their...

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I remember when Grandpa used me everyday,                  ...

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I am not sure what size shoes I now wear,
it is hard to be small with skin so fair.
Wishing I was reading in a big...

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My dreams break at Fahad's realm
In thy tranquil mind,
Silently and softly flow,
On this sweat dunes bed.

By reality, as evening encroaching
The silhouette of the palm tree...

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Quote By Poet "Money like honey is sweet to taste but money can sting you."

If money was the way
we would be happy everyday
then why are...

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Farewell seems so final,  
like death.   
How does one say~goodbye,  
not easy for family and friends.  
A writer will always...

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