She felt she was a target for adversity
and rued the problems of her life in their immensity.
Each day was a new puzzle produced for her to solve,
as though she had to face it in order to evolve.
Her very productivity was challenged day by day—
always a new dragon to face and then to slay.
Year after year she dealt with trouble after trouble,
each day another needle meant to burst her bubble,
until her forced retirement brought relief at last.
No more new dilemmas coming at her fast.
When life that had been speeding by shifted down in gears,
still that feeling of relief she’d waited for for years
always seemed around the bend. Her spirits never soared,
for when her life turned trouble-free, she ended up just bored.