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Click hereA Mothers Time
The day is done, things are put away.
Children tucked in bed to sleep.
The house is silent, and peaceful.
Enjoying this time is so grand,
Wanting private time, needing it.
The day goes by at such a fast pace,
So many things to do and finish.
A time to relax and enjoy the comforts,
Wanting to spend it with a very special someone.
Talking and watching each other unwind,
Saying things that cannot be said to each other in front of children.
Re-living the day and how it went,
The enjoyment of nightfall peace and quiet.
Realizing that tomorrow will bring another day,
Full of happiness and things to do.
Nightfall is a mothers time, even husbands are satisfied for the night.
One day we will have more then a few stolen moments between cries for things.
The enjoyment of children full grown will come all to soon .
After the last child has been put to bed ~ the last lullaby sang ~ a weary mother rests.
A mother's moment of rare peace
Between one day's ending and the next one's beginning.
Reflections of an ordinary mother on an ordinary day using ordinary language and phrases.
An ordinary read
You use an apostrophe in the title,
why not in the body?
" to soon ." = "too soon."