A moment alone, a cherished one
So deep is the desire to dive into the cool, yet the tiredness holds her back
Maybe a nap will take care of the fatigue
Her heavy eyes rest in silence,
She listens to the background sounds of the jungle
She does what she can,
She drives from school to football to dance class
Communicates with strangers to set up extra lessons, workshops, and tests
Designs costumes and builds tents fit for princesses
Combs out lice, not once, not twice,
more than thrice!
And now, a bit of alone time is in order
If not, she will collapse,
Possibly relapse
All she knows now, is a bit of alone time is in order!
Natasha Devalia 