Self-Care
Welcome back, dear me
let’s sip vintage wine and merry be
awakening to a radiant dusk exactly as is,
caressed by this new freedom igniting
a dance a swing with a playful breeze
and to soak in evening’s tickled mist,
as reaching out to others completely
drains my core like an overused machine ;
my quality time lessened slain by kindness...
Now, my days taste the cherry of life
indulging in forsaken passions leisures denied…
Yes, it’s about self-nourishment self- care
that rings aloud: buy that violet lipstick,
paint the moon with enthralled eyes… throw
a cheat party with the girls, ride the carousel—
then study French or backpack to Rio!
If Mom calls and neighbour Pam asks for
Extra help in her garden, I’ll wink gently—
Say no. For my heart is running empty,
It needs to be fed with laughter and stillness
Without the guilt trip. So, I’ll smile at my body
And leave all for a while, as real love begins
with me, lifting this soul on the halo of fire--
To welcome back, dear vibrant me!
Caren Krutsinger's Take Care of Yourself First
7/28/2018
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2018
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