Can You Hear That!?

My morning starts out pretty normal Usually for the first minute or two Aside from my husbands constant snoring Who by the way, sounds like the public zoo I’m the first to rise, fumbling to grab my robe Tripping over debris, from the night before Stubbing my toe and stumbling, reaching for ground Hoping I can stay afoot until I make it to the door A big tall cup of steaming hot java Is definitely my first morning request Before hopping into that infamous shower As I try to look my very best Kids bouncing off the walls, loud and boisterous I’ve never seen energy such as this Searching, looking and needing to find Lost items as I send them off with a kiss Can you hear that, this very unfamiliar sound? It’s called silence, a definite rarity No boisterous kiddies running amok A silent sound with beautiful perfect clarity © Stacy Lynn Stiles