• Yevgeniya Przhebelskaya

The Night Shift


every night we become master burpers, sooth sayers, rockers; our prayers go straight up

every night we lose our breath, our pace goes a little faster - over excitement while sleep deficit is building up

every night ends and daytime brings rest baby turns back into a sleeping angel calmly nursing on a schedule

until the next night

Published on the Ancient Paths Facebook page September 14, 2019

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