The Dutiful Wife

He brings home the news he’s deploying again,

You hold it together; turn away, nod your head.

He’s seen others hurt; you’re his best friend then-

the one he turns to, when another is dead.

 

Laundry, cleaning, chauffeuring, cooking,

single parenting – a difficult job, at best.

Bills need paying, the lawn needs mowing,

don’t show your kids you suffer, and can’t rest.

 

The washer needs fixing, your kids are a mess,

you rush to clean all – it’s just not fair.

You paint your nails and then buy a new dress,

you shave your legs and then cut your hair…

 

None of it matters, ‘cause he’s coming home –

It’ll be your turn to break down, when you get time alone.