One day I’ll miss laundry mountain

Abundant with multicolored cascades

The summit I fear I may never reach

One day I’ll miss the chip crumbs

Embedded in the carpet

The eternal foe of the overworked vacuum

One day I’ll miss the sticky spills

Kool aid kisses on the couch

A paper towel supply that never suffices

One day I’ll miss the kid cacophony

Toddler hums and preschool hymns

Coalescing into a chaotic harmony

One day I’ll miss the midnight awakenings

Tiny feet fleeing down the hall

Desperate pleas for comforting cuddles

One day all I’ll have are clean floors

A house too quiet

A bed too cold

A sleep too solid

I’ll wish for all I once took for granted

I’ll beg for

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