Remember Mother
Now I lay me down to sleep
Mother prodded bedtimes as I lay
nodding finger twirls of small hair lock
donuts until I spoke them
myself
we prayed together
eye to eye heart
to heart two to God
I learned the words first afraid
awed so she would whisper-sing Hush
little baby don’t you cry
I learned prayed alone
prayers of
desperate pleas earnest assurance devotion we
old age smiles mother’s comfort taught
learned I pray
acceptance
peace
Now I lay me down to sleep
Copyright © Mark Ackerson | Year Posted 2015
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