Baby
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One day I will see my baby,
So sad he had to fly above;
I ask God why and cry sadly,
My boy is way up- oh the love.
Oh God, a mom so lonely,
The sad I will not get rid of;
One day I will see my baby,
So sad he had to fly away.
I see him in my arm at night,
I lay him on the bed- delight;
Him and me are one till daylight.
Go now my boy, see you darling,
Son, one day mom will be flying;
Oh God, end this sea of grieving.
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March 17, 2016
Poetry/Funom's Sonnet/Baby
Copyright Protected, ID 16-769-380-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
For the contest, The Funom's Sonnet
sponsor, Funom Makama
Second Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2016
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