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. 🙂