Tightrope

It's a simple Thursday.

Setting the tone for everyone's day,

That's my job.

Slip on the mask 

Of who I'm expected to be.

I try my best to walk the line;

Remain balanced,

Take my time

Carefully stepping

One foot in front of the other

Quietly,

So as not to disturb

You 

or the children.

I use kind words

Watch my tone,

Convey confidence -gently;

I mustn't be too rough.

While meal Planning 

I feed the dogs,

And make snacks,

And dry tears.

Inevitably I slip,

Losing my balance 

One foot falls and I yell,

I'm not being heard or seen.

Quickly regain my composure,

Apologize for being human.

Now-

Back to meal planning.