The light breaks through, the day is young
The children are sweet, the man is gone
Gone to work to feed and clothe
The hungry mouths, the little souls
Gone to work to bear the load
To carry on through heat and cold
Here I sit, pondering still
The meaning of life, God's purpose and will
All good things with some coffee or tea
All good things for a girl like me
But plants want their moistened sod, and dishes want their soap
The laundry wants its day in the sun, and I will certainly cope
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I wish you all wonderful and good things, you deserve rest, peace and happiness.
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