All she wanted to do was a take a day off.
Paint her nails after years of nakedness.
Listen to jazz all day and finally open that vintage bottle of wine.
All she wanted was a day of silence. In her own home and nowhere else. Send her cape to the laundry and relax her shoulders from the responsibilities.
All she wanted was to keep the child inside her alive. Eat ice cream for lunch.
And snuggle with the minion.
Not care how her hair looks or worry about her fat calves.
All she wanted was a day of solitude. So that she could rest and hear her own thoughts, instead of listening to others’.
So she took a day off. Did everything she wanted to. Did nothing at all.
She indulged in ice cream and wine.
Laughed alone and slept peacefully.
She got her day.
Next day she woke up with a plan. Of always doing what she wanted.
Of making everyday like yesterday.
Of never letting her dreams fray.
Then she took on the world without a cape.
And fought for her rights and escapades.
Grew only stronger with every downfall
She wanted to fly, not just crawl.
Slowly but surely she did just that,
And realized that this was just the start.
Her whole life she lived to the fullest,
She drew strength from things that had her once haunted,
And all she ever got was everything she ever wanted!