MARRIAGE -

EXPECTATIONS 

Poem For Today - January 12, 2014

MY RULES

If you want to marry me,

here’s what you’ll have to do

You must learn how to make

a perfect chicken dumpling stew

And you must sew my holey socks

and you must soothe my

troubled mind

And develop the knack for scratching my back

And keep by shoes spotlessly shined

And while I rest you must rake the leaves

And when it is hailing and snowing

You must shovel the walk, and

be still when I talk

And – hey where are you going?

© Shel Silverstein