HOUSEWIFE

The shrill of the alarm, starts my day

I glance at it, 6.30 it says.

While running fingers through tousled hair,

I force myself to get out of bed.

Cold water always does the trick,

By washing away all traces of sleep.

So off to the kitchen I go

To put the kettle on the stove.

Juice, cereal, coffee and milk

Toast, homemade jam and packed meals

An hour later the commotion begins

Mum where is this, and you forget that

Wish I could spring things from a top hat!

Finally, they go to start their day

Leaving me in a kitchen astray.

So many things I have to get through.

Ironing, cleaning, dusting to name a few

Don’t forget to add the gardening too!

Drop and pick, carry and lift

Chauffeuring seems like all I do.

If only I could afford someone to make the stew?

At half past four, I take a break

Put up my feet and reach for the remote.

Who should walk in through the door?

Husband dearest, early you know.

What a nice life, in front of the telly he says

If only we could change jobs for a few days!