She Lives For Herself

She is a good cook and a slave to tongue.
She makes good dishes; her spouse benefits.
As advised, she takes fruits and gives him too.
Now she takes garlic and gives it to him.
She thought he'd take it as her kindness.
He knows that it's for her sake that she does.
He knows that no one lives for the other
At their old age expecting their exit.

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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