A Wife’s Cry

My husband is a writer, my daughter is too

Sometimes I’m so worried, I don’t know what to do

They both daydream all day long

And between both, I can’t get a single thing done

My husband is always writing

My daughter sits around the computer, typing

They are always writing poems and stories too

I hope one day that their dreams will come true

Around the computer, my husband has a special seat

And sometimes I simply get the inclination to compete

But I guess I have to stick to what I know

So off to work I go