My patchwork heart (oh, how it bled!)
mended now – I sewed up each shred,
with stitches so small,
you can’t see them at all
but, please – don’t pull too hard on the thread.
Ladies Who Don’t Have Time For Lunch
In to work from nine until one,
Back home to get the housework done,
Then battling through another school run –
The ladies who don’t have time for lunch.
Life’s not as imagined when you were young –
Caring for children, and caring for mum.
“Maybe I should have been a nun,
Not a lady who doesn’t have time for lunch!”
Never stand still, yet still getting plump,
Watching your single friends have fun,
Wondering when your turn will come.
Ladies, please – treat yourself to lunch!