Sometimes I just want to SCREAM.
To offset the noise.
So much racket.
Loud shrilling little voices echoing through the halls.
Bouncing around in my mind.
It radiates through my bones.
I can feel it in the hairs on my skin.
Rubbing my face calms it for just one minute. Or seconds.
Anxiously waiting for their slumber.
For the silence.
Stillness.
Alone.
Then my heart aches for them.
Reminded of their little voices when they sing. Smile. Giggle.
So I think of all the brilliant moments and wait.
For them to wake.
The noise to begin again.
My heart to be full of sunshine.
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