Woman's Work

Hello!

In my effort to become more inspired by poetry, I picked up a book at a local thrift store that I happened to come upon. It's a compilation of poems by Maya Angelou. She is someone I've always admired, but to be honest, I've never sat down to read her works. And I would have paid more for this book, but I am a bargain hunter at heart, so I think it was meant-to-be that this book was waiting for me at the thrift store!

What's very interesting and kismet, is that I opened the book to page 144, and on this page is a poem that I totally identify with. It's titled 'Woman Work'. I hope you enjoy it...

Woman Work

I've got the children to tend

The clothes to mend

The floor to mop

The food to shop

Then the chicken to fry

Then the baby to dry

I got company to feed

The garden to weed

I've got the shirts to press

The tots to dress

The cane to be cut

I gotta clean up this hut

Then see about the sick

And the cotton to pick.

Shine on me, sunshine

Rain on me, rain

Fall softly, dewdrops

And cool my brow again.

Storm, blow me from here

With your fiercest wind

Let me float across the sky

'Til I can rest again.

Fall gently, snowflakes

Cover me with white

Cold icy kisses and

Let me rest tonight.

Sun, rain, curving sky

Mountain, oceans, leaf and stone

Star shine, moon glow

You're all that I can call my own.  

~ Maya Angelou