There Was A Wife Poem by Ferdinand L Quintos

There Was A Wife



She says the world is quite unfair
with the feigned air of a martyr,
she hates so much each daily chore
which she looks at as hard labor,
she lets not pass any movement
without giving obtuse comment,
her patient man brings in the meat
with so much toil and profuse sweat,
but she deems it his big mistake
when he sits back with rest to take,
‘til he got sick and met his end
and left their brood for her to tend,
as bitter tears fell from her eyes
her ways she came to realize.

Sunday, May 4, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love hurts
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Colleen Courtney 04 May 2014

Love this poem! It's such a sad fact of life that so many do not realize what they've had until for whatever reason it is no longer there. This poem makes a nice reminder why we should cherish those we have, to take a moment every day and think how life would be without that person in our lives. A nicely written poem! ! ! !

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Ferdinand L Quintos

Ferdinand L Quintos

Bayambang, Pangasinan, Philippines
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