NaPoWriMo 2015 – Comfort

Many thing to do swirling in her head

Held her captive in a time of dread

Places to go, people to see

Wanted to stay home in bed

With her head covered

Breathing in peace and harmony

One appointment she could not miss

Struggled to make it, not too enthused

The pressure was there, wouldn’t be excused

Dread magnified as she opened her case

Getting in position, erasing every trace

The first strum anxiety was fully erased

Comfort came, took its rightful place

Achieved what was unexpected

Soothing music and grace

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