On days
when I'm
towing the line.
Smiling when
I'd rather be
glaring.
Appeasing
when I'd rather
be disciplining.
Politely responding
to snippy
communications
that point out
ANY
and
EVERY
error
ever made!
On those
days,
coming home
and writing
poetry,
no matter how
simple,
or
unimpressive...
Makes me
feel like
I'm making
a worthy
contribution.
That I am
exercising
my
verbal freedom
to make
art
with words.
To release
my
free thinker.
To vent
in code,
express
in secrets!
To feellike I'm doing
something
of value
to counter-balance
the number
of times
I act against
my better
judgement,
in order to
live up to
what is
expected of
me.
It offers
me the
balance I
NEED
to survive.
It truly is
Poetic Rehab!
Sally
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