Dinner is done, and the dishes are washed.
Chores are complete, homework is finished.
My son is playing a game with my youngest daughter, at her request.
All is peaceful, for now, and I love this time of night.
Through all of my tears of today, all of my feelings of failing at it all,
the sight of my children healthy, happy, and getting along, is enough for me to know
that we are good…….
and as Alice in Chains once said,
“something’s gottta turn out right.”