A Woman's Poem

Must read.... A Woman's Poem
He didn't like the curry
And he didn't like my cake.
He said my biscuits were too hard..
Not like his mother used to make.
I didn't prepare the coffee right
He didn't like the stew,
I didn't mend his socks
The way his mother used to do.
I pondered for an answer
I was looking for a clue.
Isn't there anything I could do
To match his mothers shoe?
Then I smiled as I saw light,
One thing I could definitely do...
I turned around and slapped him tight,
Like his mother used to do!!!!!👍😆