moments of peace
clocks tick
keys clunk
as words spill
on my keyboard
the weekend
long as it was
is over
the house has
returned to full
occupation
and only now
the quiet spreads
as eyes close soft
to sleep
as gentle breaths
and tiny sighs
replace the noise
of squabbling siblings
demanding time
accepting of my fate
I must join them
in their dreaming
as some of us
must go to work
once morning comes again
