Superwoman arrived at my house today
Superwoman… according to my standards anyway
She swooped in this afternoon & took my sweet girl for a walk
She collected Roly-Polies, decorated sidewalks with chalk
After an excursion such as this, I personally would have been done
But not Superwoman, she felt great, and therefore errands were run
Balancing not one child’s demands, but two!! And, doing it with ease!
Chauffeuring like no other, handling traffic was a breeze
As I watched her throughout the day, she was all I wanted to be
But, when I really looked more closely, she didn’t at all resemble me.
There have been so many times, that I wished she would be here
But upon her arrival, I am distracted with my fear
Fear that when I see her moving through MY world with grace
That at any given moment I will take her place
Having moved from grief to acceptance, I felt so solid yesterday
Then Superwoman stopped by & left my progress in disarray.