Fussy fussy night noises, I cannot discern one thought from another, I am left to wonder at the irritation felt just beneath the surface of my nerves
My daughter shifting on the bed, turning upside down
clapping
Scratching at the pillow
There at the tip of my tongue
the thought I want to convey
Snatched as though grasped by mocking demons, laughing at my desires of expression
Tears come to my eyes, frustration, desire
I wish to be alone
yet ironically I know this is all
a breath of my life
I know that situation all too painfully well. I hope it doesn't last long for you.
ReplyDeleteWhen we are alone we often want company and when we have company we want to be alone! There is no pleasing us is there. I suppose it is all a question of balance.
ReplyDeleteIt is a situation I grapple with quite often... yet I will REALLY miss my little girl when she gets big... :(
ReplyDeleteWe all look for companionship... I miss you sweetheart!
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