The house was finally quieting
Two sisters & a brother hate bedtime
It means the end of a day
It means rest, but that's not much fun
So bedtime is a challenge, but it eventually comes
Quiet now. Mom & Dad contemplate the mystery of the quiet
Considering bed themselves.
SHRIEKING PIERCES ALARMING SOUND
My legs hurt mom!
You're growing little one.
Falling asleep on the couch as dad looked on was safe ten hours ago.
Now the morning sun strains through the windows of the old farmhouse
Touching the body of that little nearly four year old
Calling her to another day of aliveness
Until she wakes though
Quiet, Peace, Rest for Dad