Various and precious roles in life,
mother, daughter, sister, friend and wife,
sometimes, I grapple, how to juggle?
some days seem a steep struggle.

All my roles are dear and I wish to tend,
but time and energy are finite in the end,
some I see seamlessly roles blend.
I wrestle to navigate this curvaceous bend.

Which role should I prioritize?
How should I categorize?
Not let one act monopolize.
how to balance and strategize.

From no role do I want to flee.
Each one is dear to me.
Some days I can manage, like a busy bee,
On others, in my sweet solitude I find absolute glee.

Some roles pull me in opposite way(s),
Balancing priorities is not an easy play.
there is always a price to pay,
all relations need time, attention and energy to sway.

• poems