The Joy of Being a Helpmeet
 

Now this poem was brought on by my excitement at being married soon. :wub:

The Joy of Being a Helpmeet
Being a helpmeet is a joyous thing
And it makes my heart so glad that I could sing
Knowing that you’re fulfilling God’s plan
By being submissive to your Godly man
There’s always something to do
So there is no time to be blue
By making sure your husband is pleased in every way
A woman can bring brightness to each day
There is no worrying about things like bills or politics
Those worries can make a food taste so nasty nobody will swallow it
As long as you know that your chores are done
Being a helpmeet is not only perfect, it’s fun!
There are so many ways to get the job done
And you still have time to take care of your daughters and sons
Just remember to always be submissive
Because trying to take over- well frankly, it’s dismissive.
Never raise your voice above your man’s
And never burn their food (for reasons you’ll quickly understand)
Just remember each day
That you’re doing things the Godly way!

(PS: I put "daughters and sons" just for the rhyme. I didn't mean in any way that daughters are superior to sons, because that's an outright lie. Just wanted to put that out there now.)

Re: The Joy of Being a Helpmeet
 

That is a nice poem! My father always says daughters are worthless, so I hope I will only get sons. :)

Re: The Joy of Being a Helpmeet
 

Your father is right! The only thing daughters are good for are serving men. I praise God because at least He, in His wisdom, has put us under men as submissive helpmeets.

Re: The Joy of Being a Helpmeet
 

That is a lovely poem, Angelie!

I don't think daughters are worthless, though. Every time I go over to my cousin Vern's house, he has his daughter give me a foot massage, and let me tell you, that girl really knows how to quiet my dogs down when they're barkin'!