High. Low. Shriek. Shrill.
The babel of convoluted demands.
No cry can untwist from the other.
All I want is silence.
Honk. Beep. Clap. Bang.
The cacophony undoes all patience.
No toy sound is discernible from the next.
All I want is stillness.
Ring. Ding. Knock. Click.
The racket as grandma rushes in.
No mother has ever been so relieved.
All I want is quiet.
Shush. Coo. Giggle. Snore.
The melody of love unspoken.
No judgement is made of weaknesses.
All I want is sleep.