‘Twas the night before a Reveal and all through my space
I’d spoken my self-worth ‘til blue in the face
The prints were placed up on their ledges with care
In hopes a happy client soon would be there.
I should’ve been nestled all snug in my bed
But self-doubt and money blocks danced in my head
And me in my yoga pants, craving wine and some fries
Had just settled in for a long pathetic cry.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my desk to see what was the matter
Away to the window I flew lightning fast
Tore open the shutters and stifled a gasp.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But Sue Bryce herself with her tiny pug deer.
In killer heels, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment this must be a trick
More rapid than eagles, her cab left as it came
She knew all my demons and called them by name
“Now self-hate, now shame, now denial, now lazy.
On prideful, on snarky, and a little bit crazy
Forgive the cliche, but from the windows, to the walls..
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!
She was dressed in all black, both her top and her skirt
And my husband appeared out of nowhere to flirt
A Spider holster snuggly attached to her hip
She kindly appraised me, a smile on her lips.
Pointing my husband straight back to his bed,
She narrowed her eyes right at me and she said
“You’ve been whining and wallowing, you’ve been quite a sap.
So as promised I’m here with your very own bitch slap.
She spoke to me with her familiar Kiwi lilt,
And I swear that my universe started to tilt
I knew I’d be different when night turned to day
It was time to get myself out of my way
I found myself speechless as I petted her pug.
And swiftly she drew me in close for a hug.
I stood taller now as I’d faced all my fears.
I thanked her as always for the kick in the rear.
She knowingly eyed me and gave me a smirk
“Stop with the excuses and just DO THE WORK.”
And laying her finger aside of her nose,
She pushed her bum back and struck an effortless pose.
She sprang to her cab and it gave a quick beep
As I stood there dumbfounded still holding my cheek.
But as she waved goodbye and her deer wagged her tail,
I heard “Now get your ass in there and go ROCK that sale.”
Heather J. Keys
Temecula, Murrieta, Wildomar Photographer specializing in YOUR story.