Fixing..

Picking out the weed,

never appealed to you much.

Getting the right seed,

wasn't easy as such.

Still, I see you fixing

one day at a time.

Only to get deeper

in the slime.

Digging out holes

for tomorrow's plants.

Dealing with parasites

and dead ants.

I see you fixing

so often, I say,

I think I'll stay

till you till..

but we both know,

I will have to go away.

For her and her, women still fighting it out..