Painting Care

by Nursetopia on April 22, 2013

Ugly, purple, chipped toenail polish
Staring at me.
Days, weeks of effort focused on everyone and everything
Except me.
Today is no different.
The me, me, me cries out all around
But it’s not me, me, me.

I love those me’s.
I’d give me for those me’s.
Those me’s need me.

The long week turns into the long weekend, the long day, the long night.
Chipping away.
Needing attention.

Rest rolls in.
Hair up.
Polish around.
I paint and paint and paint.
Strokes of long awaited attention.
In red.

{ 5 comments }

Carol Cannon April 22, 2013 at 9:34 am

I love this poem! My toes haven’t seen polish in decades! 🙂

Nursetopia April 22, 2013 at 9:43 am

Thanks, Carol! That’s pretty much how my toenails felt, too, I’m sure…if they had individual emotions. 🙂

Courtney Rokstad May 14, 2013 at 10:09 am

This is so so so very accurate 🙂 In fact, I’ve been planning on trying to get a pedicure for about a week now, or just do it myself…
but a lot of other me’s took priority 😉

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