Get home seven o'clock
Cook dinner eight thirty
Bedtime ten twenty
But the kids are still hungry
Up all hours of the night
Only to rise in the morning
Working all day
To pay for my adorning
Must look good for him
So he will take me out
Children need a father
Husband to come about
Sacrifices need be made
I won't have hesitation
Anything for my family
Mother's endearing quotation.
k.g
YOU ARE READING
colorless
PuisiIn this instant, I see it all so clearly; while colors are such a vivid asset in his book of pictures, I have realized that the reason I do not fit in this title is because I am simply devoid of color. I am c o l o r l e s s. I am nothing but slathe...
