There was a woman strong of heart
Who did her best to do her part
Who baked the cake and pulled the plow
Who did the dishes, milked the cow
There was a woman long and lean
Who wasn’t nice and wasn’t mean
Who paced the floor and clicked her tongue
Who climbed a ladder rung by rung
There was a woman sometimes blind
Who made mistakes, questioned her mind
Who tumbled down the laundry chute
Whose husband laughed, gave him the boot
There was a woman all alone
Who, played with rhymes and finger bones
Who shrugged and sang, and dipped her snuff
Who, satisfied, said “ I am enough”.
Early Morning Poems 