My dream day would start early,
I'd serve you breakfast in bed.
And rub your back and massage your feet
And paint your toenails red.
Then I'd do whatever was needed
So there wasn't a chore left to do.
I'd see that all your wishes were heeded
And every whim was attended to.
Then I'd take you out to dinner
And walk with my head held high,
Letting the men sit and simmer
Because you weren't by their side.
And when the day was over
And all had been done and said,
I'd finish off the perfect day
By tucking you safely in bed.