Submitted by Susan Fyall
If I had not married so young, I would mot have just married anyone?
just a young girl only began to bud and already found my lot in life,
a man who wants his telly all the time and occasional slip of a wife
no time to kiss or caress my cares away, no time to even sit or stay,
where did my youth go in that wondrous flash, where did it go oh drat
I could have danced and traversed the world free of this selfish rat
a challenge, a purpose for just little old little mother of three.
what am I just a cleaner and baby maker oh lets have some tea.
Poet's Corner 