My Lonely Child
My Lonely Child
I heard a mother poet say
My fertile fragile thought today
Is like my baby born too soon
Naked under electric moon
Word maternal its under glass
So my poem has had to pass.
And I must stand by a window
And I must look calmly somehow
As others touch my lonely child.
Copyright © Wallace Du Temple | Year Posted 2016
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