A woman's work, is never, done,
from sun up, till sun down! She's
running here and running there, in
fact, she's all over town! With small
children and a house to be taken care
of, it's a wonder, if she even has a
moment to relax, in so many places
she's needed, she can't afford to be
lax! It's a tiring job, but a rewarding
one too, just the fact that you're
needed, does an awful lot, for you!
At times, we may get weary of this,
daily grind! But there's nothing in this
whole wide world, that could make us,
change our mind!
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