A mother sighs....
her child takes a pose.
The chair sways......
the angels eyes begin to close.
Eyes Half opened...
Innocence looks up once more.
The Mother smiles...
her labor no more a chore.
Heaven sent...
God has delivered a gift
Eyes half closed...
an sleep comes swift
Mother and child...
now are both dozed.
A picture of heaven...
Half opened...and Half closed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem