The Shared Exhaustion of New Parents
By Saywisely
1 min read
Mar 29, 2025
We pass like ships in pale moonlight,
In the long watches of the night.
A whispered word, a knowing glance,
A tired and delirious dance.
Our sentences are left half-done,
Our battles have already been won.
And in this fog of milky haze,
We live the longest, shortest days.
In the long watches of the night.
A whispered word, a knowing glance,
A tired and delirious dance.
Our sentences are left half-done,
Our battles have already been won.
And in this fog of milky haze,
We live the longest, shortest days.