She does what she must do,
And is a loving, loyal friend;
She takes care of her family,
And toils without end

To keep all of them healthy,
And to bring joy to each day;
She strives to be creative, and
She often finds a way

There is a place, though, that she goes
When she needs to reboot:
One might not even notice her,
So hidden and so mute

But there, her laden mind takes rest
Inside each turning page;
A place she’s so engrossed that she
At last can
Disengage