The Never Poem Poem by Nipuni Ranaweera
The Never Poem
A poem once came to me.
I was pouring water-
On my infant's fragile head.
I didn't want to lose count-
So, I let it slide, down and down,
And it lay there, on the ground-
Quite dead.
A poem once winked at me.
Skulking beyond the shadowy shrubs
Where my child walks before being fed.
But because he must return, and
Not miss his customary turn-
I turned it into a lullaby,
And wheeled it home to bed.
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