Fire Fighter

She is a woman
Of perpetual motion,
Scurrying around
At a frantic pace
Putting out fires,
Dealing with emergencies
One after another,
Running herself ragged.
She has no idea
Things could be handled
Any other way
Than in crisis mode.
She has never learned
To take life as it comes,
To relax and enjoy herself,
To trust that it will
Work out in the end,
For it always does.