I see friends posing by the Eiffel Tower
or admiring the ruins of Angkor Wat
when their heels aren’t pounding the halls of pow’r.

They meet for coffee, enjoy their chit-chat
spend some time shopping for designer clothes
when they are not writing their legal drafts.

I could have been like them. Oh, my woes!
They’re changing the world. But, here I am –
Cinderella, before her marriage vows.

Then little voices would scream, “We love you, Mom!”
as I slumped on a chair when the day’s done
and my husband gathers me in his arms.

I am in the Paradise I dreamed of once
for which I exchanged the riches in my hands.


Written for DVERSE Poets Pubs’ Prompt:  It’s Tempting.  While I am at it, I tried to write a Terza Rima Sonnet, the previous Pub prompt.

Thank you for coming by.   🙂 Oh, the poem is personal.  Sometimes, when the weight or married responsibility is heavy upon me,  I would look back at my single life and the career possibilities (and the glamour) it offered.   This happens more rarely now though. 🙂



  1. smiles…i think you chose rightly…its easy to look back and envision the possibilities but there is no promise it would have been…and what richer life than to bring in a family, you know…smiles. i am glad you went back to the form, you did well working the slant rhyme a bit to get it to work…i like…smiles.

  2. Well said and so tempting and yes, a mother tends to look back and think of the choices made and I can also truly say I don’t regret the choices I made. Lovely rhyme and post. 🙂 *hugs*

  3. Oh, the beauty of realizing the grass isn’t necessarily greener on the other side! I don’t have a job of prestige, but that’s okay. My days are short so I get family time too 🙂

  4. Imelda, this is so eloquent. The arms of a loving husband and the sound of children’s voices has a charm and richness all of its own. It can’t be bought.

    Blessings ~ Wendy

  5. yes….how much more worth has a mother’s love and care for her kids than traveling the world…mothers do change the world in their own way…big smiles

  6. Each of us is unique and have our own priorities ~ Devoting time to children is priceless as the time can never be bought back again ~

    Lovely form, you did well with the rhyming pattern ~

    Wishing you happy week ~

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