Her Existence! ! Poem by Emma Rose

Her Existence! !



She knows no Sunday
Everyday is a Monday
No fixed official working hours.
Every hour - An emergency
She employed in such a busy agency
Kitchen, Kids, Husband
Everything She knows
But not Herself!
She is lost
or
They made Her invisible?
you don't exist - you are a wife!
you are a mother - you don't have life!
Ah! where are you My Lady?

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