Her Ignorance Her Folly Poem by Indira Renganathan

I can not sit up late at night
with my laptop
I need to wake up at 4 o'clock
To run with the routine
I go to bed early just hoping
To fall sound asleep
But ho, I can not.I keep rolling
As a sac of worries stinging

Hours move on...4 o'clock now
I get up beating the sun
Without sleep I am tired, yet
Bound to the chores
Years thus fleeting..today
A thought comes on
Reminding me of my survival
In my remaining life

A scary fear smites my heart
What if I'm left alone..
No knowledge of money and wealth
No job, no pay, no reward
All I know is home and service alone
My caring husband
My kids and all others love me
Yet that fear scares

What if I am left alone
I should have thought about this
I should have prepared myself
To face this challenge
Before marriage.But right thinking
Comes only at the end
That fear now means a lot, greatly
The incapability of a homemaker