Treasure Island

maria goodison

(06,10,1983 / perth scotland)

Let it be calm


Play a song for me
so I can enjoy dancing free.
Open the door so I can breathe
and make the bread to eat.

See the kids with their tiny feet
play happily in our street.
Sit and listen,
just don't say a word,
just feel
my hand in yours.

Give me a hug and hold me close,
so the cold does not get into this mind.
Let it be calm,
don't make a place
for the anger to feel at home.

Rock the baby, so it does not cry,
feed the cat, so he curls up and sleeps.
Tell the mother-in-law
not to come round
that we do not need her today
for my love, I think today
should just be ours.

Submitted: Sunday, January 05, 2014
Edited: Monday, January 06, 2014

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  • V P Mahur (3/24/2014 2:13:00 PM)

    Dear Maria,
    'I think today
    should just be ours'
    beautiful expression. Loved it.
    Thanks!
    ...........................
    'Worship Of Love'
    .................................. (Report) Reply

  • Khairul Ahsan (1/22/2014 12:12:00 PM)

    'Tell the mother-in-law
    not to come round
    that we do not need her today
    for my love, I think today
    should just be ours.' - Liked it. (Report) Reply

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