The other woman
Doesn’t have the perks
Of a wife
No vacations with the kids
No Saturday nights
She can’t give him children
No longer in her prime
The other woman appeared
With no history to share
She doesn’t do dishes
Or dirty laundry
That is for his wife
She makes no demands
Has given her unconditional
Love
While knowing she is
Replaceable
And will walk away quietly
Fading
Into yesterday’s shadow
