#WritcoPoemPrompt25
She toils through the day,
Without a word or a nay,
She earns her daily bread,
Not a tear does she shed...

Not on the outside she doesn't...
cry, but on the inside their is a flood..
shouting, this is her world of pain...
people not respecting her...

She is unhappy, her husband is too,
She is now ageing, her husband is too,
She is...