(after Elma Mitchell)
Women do remind me of angels without wings
that can do many different things,
of soft hearted people that do really care
whose small touches are almost everywhere.
Armed with a knife, hammer, or axe,
they do cut, pulverise, gut and broil
in their pristine kitchens they do never relax
while something sizzles or fries in the oil
where they are busy with precise formidable chemistry
are preparing dishes of food in the way they should be
and they are simply great in whatever they do
while with love they bring order in the hullabaloo
in all of this do simply get time to look lovely
while most of their task their men never do see.
[Reference: "Thoughts after Ruskin" by Elma Mitchell.]
© Gert Strydom
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