A Mother's Lullaby Poem by Jim Yerman

A Mother's Lullaby

Rating: 5.0


She sang just above a whisper…her sleeping baby on her thigh
having already succumbed to the enchantment of her mother's lullaby.

The mother nodded when we stopped to listen before moving along
Then smiled at her baby and continued with her song.

The street was a buzz of people…a briskly moving throng.
Everyone too busy…too preoccupied…to hear this mother's song.

But we felt privileged…
we felt honored we were there to spy
one of the greatest gifts we can witness in life…
a mother's lullaby.

Monday, July 27, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: mother and child
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Soran M. H 27 July 2020

it is not spy it is the curios time of good poet, as a result you have painted a lovely imagery in your amazing poem, well done and 10/10

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Bernard F. Asuncion 27 July 2020

A well penned fabulous poem. Simply delightful......10++

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