The children are tucked all snug in their beds
The bathwater runs with billowing steam
My book and my cookies so near to my reach
It’s finally time for my stay-awake dream.
I soak away tension and lie in the tub
The bathwater runs with billowing steam
The stress of the day slides into the bubbles
I close my eyes and feel I am redeemed
The time is for Mummy, the hour now mine
Silent are voices that have clung all day
My book and my cookies so near to my reach
Sometimes I wish in my tub I could stay.
I munch on goodies and study my book
I feel myself floating on a gentle stream
The tension inside slowly dissipates
It’s finally time for my stay-awake dream.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem