This poem, passed on to me by my friend Elisha, made me feel a whole lot better. By the time I get home from work, get dinner ready, go over homework, give baths, clean up dinner, and read scriptures with my kids, our poor house seems to be lost in a pile of clutter. I told my friend, "I think I need a wife."
I don't know who wrote the poem, but I like it.
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