Disturbed

My alarm disturbed my sleep this morning,
I dragged myself from bed,
My children disturbed the peaceful stillness
their shouts pounding in my head.
The smells of morning disturbed the fog
that kept me from thinking clearly,
I send the children off to school now,
regaining silence I love so dearly.
I grab an onion from the cupboard
and slice it into quarters,
The pungent fumes disturb my eyes,
with tear drops of salty water.
I sit down to watch my favorite court show
lying on my back,
I put the onions to my tongue,
and my lips I give a smack.
My wife says that I should not do this,
my breath it does offend,
But it keeps all things around me disturbed
for silence is my friend.