TWO WOMEN IN A CHINESE RESTAURANT

We were sitting in Fung Chow’s restaurant,

My best friend, Mildred and I,

When she broke the news to me:

“I am in love with Fung Chow” she said,

“And we are going to get married!”

I was stunned and took a sip of tea to collect my thoughts.

“You can’t be serious!” I finally said, “Fung Chow is…..well, Fung Chow is Chinese! He barely speaks any English! And where on earth did you get acquainted with a foreigner?”

Mildred smiled at me and I had the feeling her smile was condescending.

“I know he is Chinese,” she responded “but he is taking classes at the community college, to learn how to speak English.  That’s where we really started getting acquainted.  I teach a class there, you know…”

“But Mildred,” I stammered, “He’s a foreigner!”

And she smiled again and said “Weren’t we all, once upon a time?

And,” she added with a twinkle in her eye, “He can really cook up a mean chop suey.  I don’t think we’ll ever have to send out for Chinese..”

“well, there is that,” I concurred. “How’s your tea?  Will Fung Chow bring us another pot?”

 

Sandra Lee Smith

First penned April 16, 2009/updated 6/25/18

ON A ROLL

I woke up this morning and fed the cats,

Made my bed and after that,

Walked the dogs and watered the lawn,

I’m on a roll, at the crack of dawn.

 

I put away dishes from the night before,

Opened the windows and mopped the floor,

Aired the house and started the wash,

I’m on a roll, by golly, by gosh.

 

I made some breakfast and coffee, too,

Chopped up veggies to make a stew,

I vacuumed the rugs and swept the floor,

I’m on a roll like never before.

 

I brought in the mail and paid the bills,

Washed the windows and even the sills,

Dusted for cobwebs and washed my car,

I’m on a roll and really going far!

 

I read my emails and posted a few,

Then looked around for more to do,

I went to the store for groceries,

I’m on a roll as quick as I please.

 

Long before dinner, I’m ready to drop,

But go fill the gas tank before I stop,

I hose down the patio and the deck,

I’m on a roll, it’s what men expect!

 

Since I AM WOMAN, I’m like an old shoe,,

comfy and worn, with plenty to do,

Until he asked–and there’s hell to pay–

“Well, what on earth did YOU do today?

 

Sandra Lee Smith

composed June 19, 2009

(This is sort of an updated version of my 1960s poem, “Oh Dreary Day” which was one of the first poems I sold to a magazine called “Home Life”)

WHAT WOMEN WANT

We want to see a return to common courtesy,

Of good manners and caring for one’s fellowman,

Of yielding to someone trying to get on the freeway,

Of using  turn signals to let other drivers know

You are getting off.

Or waiting for your turn  in a line

In the supermarket or department store,

And not attempting to push your way ahead of others

Who have been waiting patiently in line

for their turn.

Of salespeople, when it is your turn,

stopping your transaction in midstream

to answer a telephone–

Hello? It’s my turn in line and I am

a paying customer– and you can tell

from the conversation that its a personal call.

We are all tired of

rude sales people,

rude customers,

rude waitstaff in a restaurant

and rude drivers everwhere,

in a world where good manners seem to

have taken a back seat

to whatever it is

the other person wants

and wants it right now,

this minute, this very second

and to hell with the rest of the world

Or whoever else is waiting for their turn.

 

Sandra Lee Smith

February 26, 2009/retyped June 16, 2018

 

EVERYTHING WE DO

As women, everything we do

is most often for the benefit

of others:

We cook their meals

and wash their clothes

and drive them to and from

school or little league

or soccer, or music lessons,

or catechism classes.

We take them to church

or to the doctor’s

and in an emergency,

Rush them to the hospital.

We go to PTA meetings,

or homeowners meetings,

or conferences with the teachers

or principal,

when called to do so.

We take them shopping

for clothes

and shoes

or to the barber shop

for a haircut

and we dry their tears

when they fail a test

or break up with a

girlfriend/boyfriend.

We shop for groceries

with all their likes and dislikes

in mind

and only buy their favorite kind

of ice cream.

We celebrate their birthdays

with cake and a party

or because they got a promotion

or passed a test with flying colors,

And it doesn’t matter whether you

are doing it for a husband or your

children;

Everything we do

we do all of it for all of them.

We cater to them and pamper

them, encouraging them

Every step of the way

Doing all that we can do,

Doing every we can do

to ensure their happiness and

contentment.

And because we never put ourselves first,

Neither do they or anyone else

Because we have been taught, as females,

that would be selfish and self-serving

to ever think of ourselves.

Everything we do,

We do it for our husbands and children,

Relying, as women

on other women–

our girlfriends and sisters

and mothers and coworkers

to come to our aid

when we are in need.

 

Sandra Lee Smith

February, 2009