Doormat No Longer Poem by O Anna Niemus
Doormat No Longer
The secretary to a powerful manager
had slaved for him for years,
had been his doormat.
She was crushed when his wife died and he married
another instead of her. She had mistaken domination for love,
errands for intimacy.
Monday, February 2, 2009
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5/2/2024 10:44:57 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Some people get the wrong vibes in the love game. You pointed that out well in a few words.