I see how you drag gray gunk out from under the drain plug with a q-tip
I see how you scrape dark purple nail polish from the bathroom tile
I see the smile you give,
the squeeze of a hand,
the rub of a knee.
How you tackle the monotonous and never-ending mountain of laundry
How you give and give and give
to the point of an extinguished flame
I see how tired you are
yet you keep getting up,
I see how you love your children.
You think I don’t notice, but I do.
I see how you bear your pain for them.
Let me bear your pain for you.