Del “Abe” Jones

SUGAR AND SPICE

They start as little girls
In pretty frilly dresses
With their hair in pigtails
Or in long, curly tresses.

They dress up in Mom’s clothes
And try to walk in heels
Put make-up on their faces
To see just how it feels

Then as they grow older
They learn about the boys
They put their dolls away
For their new found toys.

They’ll fall in love and marry
As they were taught to do
Some of them are lucky
Some find their love not true.

They do the laundry, cook and clean
Play nurse, lover and friend
And as for a woman’s work
There seems to be no end.

She never will complain
When she’s feeling low
Seems that morning to night
She’s always on the go.

Some will spend a lifetime
Trying to please her man
Always doing for him
Everything she can.

Taken so much for granted;
The women in our lives,
Not enough credit given
To our lovers or wives.

So take a minute, fellas,
Tell her that you care
Think what it would be like
If she wasn’t there.