Laying in bed, head pounding
Too sick to stand, too tired to sleep.
But alas the running of little feet,
The happy hollers from three rooms away,
That change on a dime to disgruntled screams
Are only a sign that at least a couple of us in the house
Are back to good after a long week's mess.
Selah
La. Sra.
©Kristen Garcia 2/2011
