Lullaby
The solemn tune of slumber,
lays heavily on the keys,
as life's adventures wander,
passed in a soundless breeze.
As the sleeper mumbles,
Laying there with ease,
the mother watching humbles,
all daily angst appeased.
The dreamers breath fumbles,
slowly drifting within,
a lilted sound crumbles,
the space a tempered din.
On a shift she stumbles,
staring wide, chagrined,
a sniff, a cry, she grumbles,
then produces an incredible grin.
02/11/2018
Tell Me A Story 2 Poetry Contest
1st photo
Sponsored by: Brenda Chiri
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