you exhaust me
your curiosity frustrating
I wish I could hold your energy
just enough in a bottle
maybe one dropp for me
just to catch up to you
I’d tuck it away
until someday
when you may
need a little extra
less that one drop
selfish?
perhaps
but I’d die for you
selfish?
not this time
for loving you means
I’ll lose you too someday
one way or another
but for now
sleep, my angel
sweet dreams
Loti-A lovely lullaby beautifully written...i really like this!
dear lori, i could relate and love the keep u in the bottle line. effective
My little ones have flown the nest, but God in His wisdom knows best, and they have come back to me in the form of GRANDCHILDREN. Grand being the key word there. Love the poem. Scarlett
Lori though not a mother but your interpratation was beautiful. Take care Roger
When compassion and motherhood combines the sturdiest humanity forms and whispers a lullaby.The best song in the world.
Ah, the spirit and energy of our kids - I wish too for that one dropp some days! You've captured the sweetness and exhaustion of motherhood so very well. Trust me, you will miss it.
That look on your face as they sleep, so contented.The energy that can run full circle has come back to the reader.Beautiful and such pure words.Love Duncan
Lori, Well done work here. Every mother and father knows this lullaby, it's personal, it's intimate. Perhaps it's the last piece of Eden we ever hold. A Pleasure To Read You, Carolynn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is such a sweet poem. Very nice, and I can definately relate! Sincerely, Mary