Just a housewife

I recently made my annual trip to Apple Valley Orchard to buy apples and other goodies. Had a great time with family! There I bought a cookbook called The Heritage Country Harvest Cookbook. It is favorite recipes of the Amish in Northern Indiana. I love this cookbook! It had this poem in it. This poem says it all!

Just a housewife

They call me 'just a housewife'
and I'm glad to hear the name.
You will never see me listed
On the 'Honor Roll of Fame'
Career women look with pity
at my apron, broom and mop,
But I wouldn't trade them places
for things their money bought.
They call me ' just a housewife'
And I'm surely glad indeed
That God thought I would be useful
In this work of love and need.
As I wash the floor and windows,
Stylish ladies pity me.
But I wouldn't trade them places
If their mansions were all free!
Some folks are quite successful,
'kings of Finance', so they say,
And they seem to find their glory,
Gathering gold along the way.
Let them have their golden moments;
I'm not jealous of their life;
Tho' I may work hard at trying
To be a more considerate wife.
Yes, they call me 'just a housewife,'
But I'm more--much more you see,
I am keeper of a household
Which is 'Home Sweet Home' to me;
I am rich in love and loved ones,
I work hard in this life.
I'm so glad God thought me useful,
Being 'just a plain housewife'.