A day.

Eyes shut, hazy dreaming
Tiny footsteps down the hall
Dusk lifts its veil outside
Into the sheets comes something small

Toys, board books, drool on face
Lights, action, jerking awake
Hazel eyes and pearly white smile
Day begins without mistake

Get up, let’s sing, come and see
Stumble, clatter, fumbling around
Wash face, ouch – stepped on car
Breakfast is served; it’s on the ground

Spilled it, broke it, purposefully done
Sigh, whinge, shout, cry
Who is to be the adult here?
Guilty hugs and wipe it dry

Packing bags, look for the keys
Rushing, pushing, I will be late
Won’t brush teeth, won’t wear clothes
We will still go there in this state

Shut door, in the car, music on
Screaming, angry day care goodbyes
Tell myself it will be alright
Back to life with tears in eyes

Hello adults, coffee, fake smiles
Blame the sniffles on hay fever
Love the work, hate being away
Still much to do, have to leave here

Grubby face, tousled hair
Muddy shoes, played in the dirt
Kisses, let’s get your bag
Sunscreen smell, must soak that shirt

Cook, don’t cook, let’s defrost
Chocolate is not a main course
Eating, dropping, crumbling, throwing
Main nutritional group is sauce

Droplets rain down onto soft skin
War paint melts and suds away
Pajamas on with a tug and tussle
When will it be the end of day?

Toys, board books, put them away
Lights off, singing, quiet prayers
A few false starts, lie down again
Day ends with too many cares

Eyes shut, hazy dreaming
Gentle breaths encompassing all
Sleep, my darling, ‘til the morn
How I love you, my one so small

Joy, relax, finally I breathe
Feet up, drink, soldier on
Dream of days for myself again
Sigh, one day this will be gone

mum and boy

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