Husband and wife,
tired, not of each other.
Grind of life wears them down,
answering the bell to others.
Leaving little time for themselves,
missing that look found deep in a partners eye.
Happy home full of beautiful children,
depleted energy to enjoy.
The alarm goes off early,
too many projects on the list.
Bed becomes a place to collapse,
shared by the littlest of ladies.
Dreams of what once was,
hopes of what will be.
Love understood in depth,
a choice to honor and receive.
Not what imagined, so much more.
