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I Sang a Lullaby of Love
I cradled his head in my arms and sang him a lullaby, cradling the m o m e n t, cherishing every second more, then, when it was time . . . I placed him in his f o r e v e r coffin bed. An odd bed for a little baby boy, his little head lay on a b l u e as the sky pillow, he wore his new blue booties, an ivory christening gown, and beside him a b l u e teddy bear, someone had placed there. As I stood in the funeral home, I felt so a l o n e and hallow, although many people surrounded me, I was l o s t in thoughts . . . thinking of that empty baby room at home, there would be no babyhood, where, I would pamper, coddle and feed him, no childhood fun, no youth or adulthood, no ripe old a g e for this boy. No days or years to cherish him, no beginning, just this sad end, so, on the day of his funeral . . . I sang him a l u l l a b y to last forever, and I handed him over to the Lord, I whispered, Lord, cradle my boy in your arms, until in your time, I can once more. The cars followed the hearse in a long line, through the ornate cemetery gate, and down the w i n d i n g roads with BENDING trees, even the birds in the cemetery, stopped their s o n g . . . until at last, we reached the place of tears, standing there cradled by family l o v e , all that could be heard, drifting, was the lullaby, I sang . . . _____________________ June 29, 2016 Free Verse(lost love) Submitted to the contest, Your Best Free Verse Love Poem, sponsor, John Hamilton Seventh Place _______________________ Submitted to the contest, Free Verse About Love, sponsor, Laura Loo First Place _______________________ Submitted to the contest, Free Verse, sponsor, ? NA
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