“I want it, I want it, I want it!”

My child’s incessant cries,

Try my nerves.

 

“Well, I want, I want, I want,

I turn and scream,

“You be quiet!”

 

Shocked into silence,

The little brat whimpers,

“I don’t want it anymore.”

 

In the stillness, I whisper,

My quiet apology.

“Well, that’s all I want.”