Soft End

My wife only recently went back to full-time work after raising our kids through their early years. For us, the end of her workday follows dinner and is a time for quiet and reflection. Sometimes that means tending the garden, which has always been her peaceful retreat.

This song captures those gentle endings to a day—the way they let your mind wander through joyful memories. I wrote it not long after a trip to Greece, with memories from that time still welling up in her a quiet splendor.

Lyrics

The house comes alive as she steps inside,
Backpacks dropped and lunchboxes set aside.
She hums through the kitchen, sleeves rolled tight,
One last meal before fading light.
The day’s long shadow begins to fade,
And she breathes out the work she made.

She’s done her part, the day’s been full,
Now her grip begins to lull.
No more noise, no more chase,
Just a quiet pause in a softer space.
The world can wait, the tasks can stay —
This is the soft end to the day.

She melts into cushions like a leaf on a stream,
Wrapped in warmth and half a dream.
The girls clear the table, dishes clink and clatter,
While she lets the evening softly matter.
Not running away, just stepping slow,
Letting her own calm flow.

She’s done her part, the day’s been full,
Now her grip begins to lull.
No more noise, no more chase,
Just a quiet pause in a softer space.
The world can wait, the tasks can stay —
This is the soft end to the day.

The garden calls with earth to tend,
Pulling weeds where blossoms bend.
She moves through rows with steady care,
Finding peace in the open air.
No rush to reap, no prize to earn,
Just time for stillness, and space to turn.

She pulls the weeds beneath the sun,
Soft breezes lift the day’s undone.
Her thoughts wander to island skies—
White walls gleam where memory lies.
Athens streets and Mykonos seas,
Santorini’s light carried on the breeze.

She’s done her part, the day’s been full,
Now her thoughts begin to pull.
No more noise, no more chase,
Just a quiet pause in a softer space.
The world can wait, the tasks can stay —
This is the soft end to the day.