Marriage poem after almost thirteen years

Thirteen years ago my frog prince and I paraded out of the church hand in hand as husband and wife. 

Here's a little poem to celebrate:

children sleeping

dishes drying

laundry folding

summer planning

my family

          your family

                    our family

pin points on the map

we can not please or be with them all

our words begin to hurt

voices rising

time to brush clenched teeth

sheets rustling

children whimpering

I say they peed

You say they’re fine

talking in circles we get no closer

upstairs the girls are wide legged frogs

dreaming soundly on wet lily pads

you carry them down and peel off the wet

then slide on the dry gowns

and lay them on our bed

I strip urine soaked sheets

breathe in a kiss of

damp hair on sweaty foreheads

we stake a claim

to either side of

these sleeping proofs of love made

washing machine fills and agitates

I ask if I can warm

my cold feet on you

and you say yes

 as always

our feet touch

I say

I love you

because

I do