Mummay Mummay

Mummay  Mummay

Tucked up in bed so nice and neat
A little girl so very sweet
But all is not quite what it seems
She can’t find sleep because of dreams

Her mother sitting down the stair
Enjoying rest in comfy chair
A tiny voice comes to her ear
The story of her small girls fear

“Mummay mummay”, she faintly sings
“I am afraid of these dark things
Please come quickly my mummay
And chase these frightful dreams away”

Upon the stair a foot does tread
Then she’s beside her daughters bed
Away from eyes her hair she brushes
Red lips kisses, whispers hushes

“Now worry not you are secure
All your bad dreams I’ll endure
Come to me and let us cuddle”
Between the sheets the pair a huddle

Where golden locks begin to mingle
Faces touch and soft cheeks tingle
Hands caress to sooth away
The troubles that upon her prey

Feeling warmth of mothers breast
Against her lightly beating chest
Her eyes they flicker into schemes
Pleasantness pervades her dreams

The demons of her mind withdrawn
She’s free to slumber till the dawn
Soon from the child comes no peep
At last, she finds, her perfect sleep

Mother sees her laying there
With smile beset in golden hair
And wonders in a future day
Her little one will have to say

Now worry not you are secure
All your bad dreams I’ll endure
When in a time far away
Her babe becomes, mummay mummay


R D Seal     18 April 2013
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Dietrich Avatar
October 19, 2013 at 2:31 AM
Can't seem to find a poem of yours that is a new one for me. But wanted to thank you for your comments to me before I get to bed, HAve an awesome weekend, my friend.
Seal Avatar
October 19, 2013 at 7:10 PM
Thank you Petal my pleasure, I don't get a lot of time to write and when I do I think too much lol
Duncan Avatar
June 23, 2013 at 11:45 PM
I seen the title and you know where I thought it was going, thanks for the worrier to warrior ;} off to read more of your 's ;}
Seal Avatar
October 19, 2013 at 7:08 PM
Anytime Debbie, thank you
Hicks Avatar
May 8, 2013 at 1:29 PM
I was hesitant at reading this for so long (for whatever the reason, I believe it was the title). This is really good, though! I can see the mother and daughter so vividly, as well as the thoughts of the cycle repeating... when the daughter becomes the mother. Well done!
Seal Avatar
May 8, 2013 at 7:07 PM
Titles can deceive, as I've seen with yours, thanks for te comment
Carrillo Avatar
April 27, 2013 at 9:14 AM
WowRichard! This is very touching. A perfect couplet of a little girl and her mother - pure love. Have a nice day........Lucilla
Seal Avatar
April 27, 2013 at 6:08 PM
Hi Lucilla, always nice to see you. Thanks for your lovely comment,
Hendricks Avatar
April 24, 2013 at 10:32 AM
Wow!! You have such a smooth and gentle flow to your writing. Impeccable rhyming, my friend. I like. :)
Seal Avatar
April 24, 2013 at 11:39 AM
Thank you Delysia and ditto, am a fan of yours and your humour :)
Dietrich Avatar
April 20, 2013 at 10:26 PM
wow, this is very sweet and touching. One of the better ones I have read on such a theme, Richard. Fave!
Seal Avatar
April 21, 2013 at 5:39 PM
Thank you very much for your comment Andrea, and for faving. Always nice that is.
Susan Avatar
April 20, 2013 at 12:21 AM
very touching write :)
Seal Avatar
April 21, 2013 at 5:34 PM
Thank you BES appreciated comment
Manassian Avatar
April 19, 2013 at 8:38 AM
Tender and sweet. Mother's comforting arms where fears are banished and hope is restored. I miss my Mummay! Lost her 13 years ago... :( Beautiful beautiful write.
Seal Avatar
April 19, 2013 at 2:18 PM
Thank you Eileen, sweet memories for me in this one. I lost my mum 12 years now, and not a day goes by I don't think of her and like you miss.
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April 18, 2013 at 6:35 PM
Awe, you had me all tucked in bed with this one.. right up until the moment she could not sleep because of her dreams. You have a very nice flow Richard, and their is nothing better than mummay's warm comfort and security. You gave this poem a very tender feeling, of "here comes mummay to the rescue. A wonderful poem to embrace from mother to mother... and now my babe is a mummay... :-) always, a fan~ LINDA
Seal Avatar
April 19, 2013 at 2:05 PM
Thank you, I wrote this on a memory of one of my daughters. Lovely comment you left.
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