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An Old Lullaby

I watched her sleep As I played with a curl Pulled her closer to me My sixteen year old girl... I sang her an old lullaby As my heart wondered why The tables have turned Now she’s the one She’s the one Who soothes me when I cry.... She pulled a cute face And I couldn’t even trace... Who she was dreaming about Who made her heart shout? Then struggling awake... She said with a shake... “Why is it that your mother’s voice Makes you want to sleep?” I smiled....a song in my heart The tears threatened to start I couldn’t speak I could hardly think So I whispered a prayer As I smoothed back her hair And thanked God for old lullabies!

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Richard Lamoureux

Date: 10/30/2014 7:22:00 PM

This is sweet. It reminds me of an old book Mary used to read to Matthew, the woman would hold her child and sing a song to him and when she became old and frail, he was the one holding her.

Brittany Reynolds

Date: 10/28/2012 5:43:00 PM

This brought a smile to my face. Good job.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 10/28/2012 9:04:00 PM

I'm glad it made you smile! :) Thanks for the lovely post! Have a good day!

Connie Gildersleeve

Date: 10/24/2012 2:54:00 PM

It pretty good. Childers grow so fast, but memories of them and the things we do with them stay with us much much longer.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 10/28/2012 9:03:00 PM

Thanks, Connie. I was singing a lullaby I had written for her. It makes it even more special. She is off to university, and I miss her something awful! Life goes on. Thanks fore the post!