Po­em by MARY CUFFY

I feel guilty, think­ing you will judge me,

When you see me tak­ing care of ME?

I’m all the things you want me to be,

Moth­er, sis­ter, wife, friend, and care­tak­er,

I need to feel the mag­ic that is ME,

To­day I’m tak­ing the time to un­wind.

I’m let­ting my hair down and ad­just­ing my crown,

I need to feel the mag­ic that is ME,

I know you think I must al­ways take on a her­culean load,

To­day I would ap­pre­ci­ate your com­pas­sion, don’ t let ME feel guilty,

For tak­ing a few min­utes to be the mag­ic that is ME,

Self­care is not self­ish, my sis­ter dear,

You need time to em­brace ef­fi­cien­cy

and pro­duc­tiv­i­ty,

To use your nose to smell the rose,

To feel the mag­ic that is YOU, so, you can sparkle wher­ev­er you go.

Re­mem­ber these tips don’t let it slip.