Blueprint Poem by Harleeza_ writes

In the cause of building a home,
she lost a home.

She did what women do.
She left when it was time.
She followed his plan, his dream
with her sweat,
her love, her devotion, her determination,
with the hours she could have spent
learning how to build a home for herself alone.

She poured herself into his vision
until there was nothing left of her.

And now the house stands.
But the family does not.

She is left
with a door that no longer knows her hands.

Yeah, she did everything right
but she still ended up there.

Now she built a future
that was never hers.

Then she realized
she was never the architect of her own life.