She's not a doll you play with strings and put her back in the box when you get bored. She's not a slave to obey your orders all day. She's a person with skin , bones and flesh just like you. Love her , respect her and treat with tenderness and care. Her job is not to feed you and please you whenever you demand her too. That's just not fair. It's time to take a stand because this has gotten out of control. Treat your woman as if she's a queen on top of a throne wearing a golden crown and you bow down to kiss her lovely hands** ~
This poem goes out to the moms facing difficult times because of their husbands madness and ****.