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THE WOMAN OF THE HOUSE ~
She's the first one up at morning
Before the rising sun,
She's the last one to go to bed
After the day is done.
She will sit and listen
When she's no one to hear,
To things she doesn't want to do
Say, "Yes, I'd love to, Dear."
She will ease the pain of others
While holding hers, inside
Not let them know, of all the times
She's sat alone and cried.
She will be a source of strength
Yet, gentle and caring
Expecting nothing in return
For, all of her sharing.
She will be a fountain of love
With, an eternal flow
And when the light of life grows dim
She must provide the glow.
She will be Mother and Grandma
Wife, lover and a friend
Be there for all to lean on
From, beginning to end.
Without the woman of the house
A house is not a home
When she's gone, it gives new meaning
To being all alone.
So, if you have one treat her well
And tell her that you care
For, if you don't, some day you'll look
To find, she isn't there.
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Del
"Abe" Jones © 2009
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Midi "For Mama" by
Yuko Ohigashi
© 2004 used with permission
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