She leaves for work at six am,
The kids are still asleep,
Her mother lives across the road,
She leaves them in her keep.
Do the washing,
Sweep the floors,
The car needs cleaning,
Lock the doors,
Do the shopping,
Pay the bills…
She’ll never get it done in time,
They want her to work overtime.
A true blue Aussie battler,
If I ever saw the queen,
She keeps to her commitments and
She keeps to the routine.
Do the washing,
Sweep the floors,
The car needs cleaning,
Lock the doors,
Do the shopping,
Pay the bills…
Stay on top of domestic
“Thrills.”
She’s damn good at pretending,
But she’s never quite ok,
But still she keeps a pushing,
Through every single day.
Do the washing,
Sweep the floors,
The car needs cleaning,
Lock the doors,
Do the shopping,
Pay the bills…
The tears subsided,
The milk still spills.
Author notes
I actually wrote this as a poem for my mate to analyze for english, bahaha.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I liked this one, and the rhyme scheme had a really smooth flow to it. It's sad to think of the domestic housewife like this, struggling alone with her kids, pulling through every day just by following that routine. And if the routine breaks?
This reminds me of my mum.. Well written. -
wow
my favorite parts were
"Stay on top of domestic
“Thrills.”
She’s damn good at pretending,
But she’s never quite ok,
But still she keeps a pushing,
Through every single day."
and
"The tears subsided,
The milk still spills."
it reaches out to so many people in so many ways
thanks for sharing
~*Jess*~
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