I love, so I listen

I listen.

I listen to the doubts in my head.

I listen to the joys.

I listen to them breathe.

I listen to them argue too.

I listen to their dreams.

I listen to their complaints.

I listen to conversations.

I listen to advice.

I listen to many thoughts.

I listen for the sound of the dryer ending.

I listen to it’s not fair cries.

I listen to laughter. Much laughter.

I listen to others.

I listen to the hum of the dishwasher.

I listen to math facts.

I listen.

I listen to you’re the worst mom ever.

I listen to I love you mom.

I listen to my fears.

I listen to keyboards clicked.

I listen to humming and ABC’s sung.

I listen to I’m hungry cries.

I listen to coughs.

I listen to heartbeats.

I listen to debates.

I listen to worry in my head.

I listen to feet going up and down the stairs.

I listen to balls dribbled.

I listen to teachers sharing.

I listen for blocks tumbling.

I listen and count time to the thunderclap.

I listen for the school bell.

I listen for the buckle of the seatbelt.

I listen to their stories.

I listen to constant noise.

I listen to wrapping torn.

I listen to sleeping sounds.

I listen.

I listen for words of thanks and it often feels silent.

I listen for tassels flipped.

I listen for the door to open again.

I listen.

I love, so I listen.

I listen now because one day it will be still.

~Rachel