A Child and a Whippoorwill
"Twas the evening hour,
and the world was still.
All but a child
and a whippoorwill...
But I chanced to hear
as twilight smiled,
The song of a mother
to her child.
Tranquil and warm,
Sweet and deep,
Rocking, rocking
the child to sleep.
Singing , singing
of stars above,
Singing, singing
of love.
"Twas the dawning hour,
and the world was still.
All but a child,
and a whippoorwill...
Copyright © Connie Guihan-Ayres | Year Posted 2006
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