First of all, shadows. That's basically a note to self. That's a post I intend to write but I started getting groggy tonight.
I read this poem during some downtime today, and I love it. I have no idea if raising children is actually boring, not having attempted it myself. Actually I know second hand it has its ups and downs. But the poet is onto something. And while I know not to take it literally, the last line provides a jolt.