Sick, Hungry, Tired.
We strive.
Cook, teach, fix.
We do.
How about men too?
Mothers, Moms, Nurtures.
Womens work.
24/7.365
Go to sleep late just to work the nine to five.
Home in time just to clean the mess.
24/7.365
Hospital bed sick as a dog.
Still working making calls
Sit...Sit back and think.
When is women work finish?
Is she dead yet?
JUST THINK...
-Unknown
Found this interesting poem or thoughts what ever we decided to call it. But it makes you think about a women's work.
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