April 09, 2013

Peace and Quiet

Disclaimer: The following post is not a plea for sympathy (though perhaps for continued prayers). Rather, it is  just my attempt at putting some stray thoughts I had last night into some order, and perhaps to give a glimpse into the inner thoughts of someone going through infertility. It is just a first draft of the first poem I've written in a long time.

“Peace and Quiet”

A woman sinks onto her couch with a sigh.
Thankful for quiet, for peace.
A mother.
Thankful the baby is finally asleep
After hours of fussing.
A tooth coming in.
She hears a noise.
Her two-year-old is out of bed again.
She rises with a sigh,
Counting down the minutes
'Til her husband comes home from work.
Thankful for her little ones,
But wishing for a rest,
Even a short one,
Instead of a long night.

A woman sinks onto her couch with a sigh.
Listening to the loud silence.
Thankful for the rest,
And hoping for peace,
After a day of teaching other people's children
While longing for her own.
She hears a noise,
And looks down at her faithful dog with a sigh,
Counting down the minutes
'Til her husband comes home from work.
Thankful for the quiet,
But wishing for a baby,
Even a teething one,
To cry in the night.

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