By Just and Only me Date: 2004 Mar 02 Comment on this Work [[2004.03.02.00.48.1845]] |
Every night after the sun has set All the diapers changed Little mouths fed Toys out, covering the floor Laundry, folded, thats about it Dishes in the sink Pots and pans soaking (no dishwasher) The moon and stars Not so romantic anymore No more mystery So tired of thinking So tired of planning every moment Stressing about each second each cent each sense I love him He loves me There isn't a doubt, no question He sleeps right beside me every night And so silently a tear falls in the dark At night Tears fall Tears of frustration of joy of love of faith Tears of pain-past and present of tomorrow today Tears of life-they fall Night tears |