the night before she sat and typed
hands so tired from dishes she wiped
the next day would herald a new routine
not like her life had for decades been
her quiet posture inner churning
what was up ahead, would she be learning
anticipation dotted here and there with dread
all these things swimming around inside her head
her composure she was going to maintain
or no good at all would she stand to gain
the night before the after day
she closed her computer
and walked away
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