Lillian B. Rose

Rookie (Virgo. / Wisconsin)

2 Am (1999) - Poem by Lillian B. Rose

The pitter, pat of little feet
the sound of a baby's heartbeat
soft cooing in the morning air
calming hour for the parents

2 am rolls near
Wailing screams are here
Mother mones as she rises
It's feeding time

Rocking gently to and fro
soft lips pressed to a busom
cradled baby in her arms
silence born within a moment

The little one is sleeping
Allowing mother to relax and dream
But silence will be broken by baby's cry
When it's time to feed once more

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 9, 2008



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