Playing Florence
Heather has a Bachelor's Degree in English from Moravian College and has been freelance writing for more than 12 years.
Woke up in the middle night with a strange urge to dig
Ended up with an extra-large hole big enough to bury Eiffel Tower
Had the sudden impulse to throw myself in it after a fit of sleepwalking
Don't understand why I'm such a glutton for punishment sometimes
Is it the subconscious ability to self-sabotage anything good?
Hard to say; left my PHD in another Cracker Jack box
Tired of feeling less than the sum of some pretty decent parts
Letting the negativity rain seep into the porous foundation
Destroying once sturdy soil and allowing it to rot from the ground up
Ready to focus on what works in my life and let everything else fade away
Got a supportive Vice President; okay a better half with kind eyes
And a killer smile that would melt the heart of the strongest cynic
Someone who makes it nearly impossible to not run your fingers
Through his closely clipped dark brown locks multiple times
Holding him close when times are good and bad
Making him laugh after he had a very bad day at work
Comforting him after he got Bronchitis once again
Realizing that he need the same TLC he's given me in the past
Playing nursemaid with a fresh bowl of Chicken soup
And a lot of cold medicine to dry up what ailed him
Looking to boost his immune system and confidence at same instance
Encouraged him to take care of himself for a change
To not always focus on the needs of others before his own
Loved being with him even if it just meant sitting on the couch
Doing nothing but watching Family Guy reruns
Snuggling with my partner in crime was always good for the soul
Ready for the healing to begin; with the assist of modern medicine.