The Little Engine That Couldn't

A poem about self-worth

Photo Credit Trude Jonsson Stangel on Unsplash

The Little Engine That Couldn't

Shadows from the window slats
painted across the floor
I have no motivation 
to do much work or chore
Groggy from a midday nap
Energy drained like maple's sap
Mind saying "What you do is what you be."

Arguing with myself
to try to get a little done
Sitting, staring mesmerized
at window playing with sun
A poem for a payment of a day not on the run
Sifting words to tell you what I see

Wishing I could turn and 
walk back out my bedroom door
Inspired and on fire
to try to do a little more
This girl's task-rich but unfortunately
she's very energy poor
Believes the lie the work defines the "me"