the most of you

 

the late nights

the early mornings 

when I barely keep my eyes open 

when I ache for rest 

still I smile 

when I look at you

still I’m grateful 

I get the most of you 

the bathtimes 

the bedtimes 

when there’s so much to be done 

when I’m rushing all about 

still I pause 

when I look at you 

still I’m grateful 

I get the most of you 

the nursing 

the changing 

when I’ve no moment to myself 

when I’m emptied to the core

still I’m full

when I look at you 

still I’m grateful 

I get the most of you