she looks tired – May 13


She looks tired, the weary weight

of new work, new kitchen and old

boy leaving the nest, is more freight

than a soul can bear as toll.


Stress feels so strong that we can’t talk

about it.  As if there is no way to help

as if all there is, is to let it walk

and be around to pick up pieces.


It is a hard place to be.


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