The Sounds of Home

Screaming children are the 
soundtrack to my day.
Serenading with unending
songs of innocent needs.
Cries unceasing until,
from non-verbal cues,
their needs are puzzled out.
With all wants fulfilled,
silence reigns.
The dog barks
at a passing triviality,
chaos resumes.     

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