She was appalled by the sunset:
It meant the end of working hours,
Time to down-tools, up-toes, settle in,
Rest, commune, restore, repower.

But how, doing so, would she show
Just how useful she could be?
How was she to prove to all
Her presence necessary?

And so she came to dread the close
Of the day’s task tickbox roster,
As though her family might suspect
Her essential status an imposter.

Convinced her weighable value lay
Entirely in how much she did each day.