“In Between”
The comedy of life
comes out of the in between.
In between the bouts of heavy sighs,
a spill of milk accompanied by a small, “Oh no,” and a doe-eyed stare.
In between the turmoil,
a loose diaper on the floor, and a child free of containment.
In between the devastating intrusive thoughts,
a dog that eats the food I slaved over for my son who giggles at the sight.
In between the exhausted lack of sleep, lack of motivation, lack of self,
a new milestone met.
In between the millisecond bathroom sit, and overstimulated internal screaming,
an unprompted hug from a little one.
And I can't help but laugh a deep belly laugh,
a laugh that energizes this tired bag of bones.
BY: J.M.M.POWELL
© J.M.M.Powell
comes out of the in between.
In between the bouts of heavy sighs,
a spill of milk accompanied by a small, “Oh no,” and a doe-eyed stare.
In between the turmoil,
a loose diaper on the floor, and a child free of containment.
In between the devastating intrusive thoughts,
a dog that eats the food I slaved over for my son who giggles at the sight.
In between the exhausted lack of sleep, lack of motivation, lack of self,
a new milestone met.
In between the millisecond bathroom sit, and overstimulated internal screaming,
an unprompted hug from a little one.
And I can't help but laugh a deep belly laugh,
a laugh that energizes this tired bag of bones.
BY: J.M.M.POWELL
© J.M.M.Powell