Monday, 9 April 2012

Just write

I'd had enough
My ears bled from the whines
My teeth ached from the grind
When will this child let up?
I stormed into my room and closed the door.
His dad was asleep on the couch, he'll be okay for 5 minutes.
Bang went the door mamamama went the baby.
Just leave me alone I prayed
He left.
I could hear his chattering and playing, his toy box lid.
5 minutes went by.
I went to find him, I found him playing quietly in his room, it was beautiful, as soon as his ears heard my steps and his eyes caught my face, it started again.

1 comment:

  1. Isn't it funny how soon we look for something we prayed would first leave us alone? Such moments are fleeting but eternally priceless...

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