her weariness, a dog-tired dame exhausted
from long hours and stress. She sits beneath
the steamy spray and contemplates the hours
that will pass before she passes out in bed,
the dread of yet another early morning
giving way to sweet anticipation of the
luxury of lying there between the sheets,
no phone calls, questions, or demands.
(c) Ellen Gillette, 2014
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