Her Kitchen Window

what did she think

while at this sink

washing up the dishes

was she making wishes

did she smile, sing

doing the expected thing

dearly beloved and loving

delighted with her ring

maybe she had dreams

masking her inner screams

music and dancing inside

mingling tears she cried

with the dirty dishwater

wanting more for daughter

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