Housewife Poem by Kassem Oude

She's like queen in her realm
Makes the house full of charm
She wakes up first of all
To take coffee on all calls

She lays out the vast tray
With breakfast starts the day
For their works all depart
Here begins her real art

She buys goods from the store
The good scents of cook soar
She dusts washes irons and cleans
As young girl in her teen

Most defects she repairs
Then in garden has affairs
Weeds picks and irrigates...
State of joy she creates

Takes some time for fitness
Makeup nails skin and tress
For her home she is treasures
She protects teaches and nurtures.

Monday 19 May 2014