The Woman at the Stove

By Anonymous

I am 4 

A summer day is spent outside 

In the harsh sun

Boiling

Hot 

The woman at the stove

Yells

Loud 

Harsh

You’re too dark

I am 6

A summer day is spent outside

under the shade of willow trees

Loving

Cool

The woman at the stove 

Smiles

Soft

Sweet 

The flowers are pretty

I am 9

A summer day is spent outside

With friend-like brothers

We sweat

Laugh

Play

The woman at the stove

Walks away from her place

Whisks me away

No boys

I am 12

A summer day is spent outside

My brothers invite me

Come swim

It’ll be fun

Denied

The woman at the stove

Sees

Smiles 

That’s my girl

Our hearts ache

I am 15

A summer day is spent outside

Sat on a shaded swing

Boring

Lukewarm

I see the woman at the stove

I am so tan 

She laughs,

Head tossed back,

Shaking left and right,

Still beautiful

A glass breaks 

The laugh is heard again

We have grown

She is 5 

Her summer day is spent outside

In the harsh sun

Boiling

Hot 

Her skin darkens

She worries about the woman at the stove

You look amazing

I stir the pot

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