My Childhood Lullabies

When I was a child I enjoyed the lullaby
Each evening of the whistling train going by

Thousands of tree frogs singing in harmony
With hoot owls language spoken so beautifully

The sound the wind makes blowing through the trees
Catching swirling dancing leaves

Momma and daddy's quiet whispers of love
The giggles of siblings from the room above

I closed my eyes with a prayer in my heart
Awaiting tomorrows promise ,of a brand new start

©Donna Jones
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Kendrick Avatar
March 1, 2014 at 4:14 PM
Ahh!! I am glad that I chose this one to read today..It was a delight to read..I could hear each sound..Thanks for the visits to my page..Your comments are so uplifting..Sara
Harrell Avatar
November 23, 2013 at 9:08 PM
I like this, Donna. I can just visualize. Enjoyed!!
Duncan Avatar
February 19, 2013 at 6:26 PM
Awesome write you got here,,, I remember these things as a little ;} thank you for reading my By the sea" ;}
Jones Avatar
February 19, 2013 at 6:54 PM
Thanks Debbie...nice to see you....blessings
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February 18, 2013 at 10:12 PM
Hello Donna, a lovely and pretty poem.. kind of made me miss my childhood days... i sure love and miss my moms lullabies... xox~LINDA
Jones Avatar
February 19, 2013 at 4:01 PM
Nothing like it...my mom played guitar and piano mostly hymns...but some fun stuff too...love love to your mom....wherever she be....Donna
Sivey Avatar
February 18, 2013 at 6:47 PM
Hey I got to read this again, just as good the second time around my friend! I really do enjoy the beauty of this poem, Great Work!!
Jones Avatar
February 18, 2013 at 7:48 PM
Thanks the second time around!
Horsman Avatar
February 18, 2013 at 4:41 PM
what wonderful memories you have, Donna, awesome poetry and so enjoyable to read.
Jones Avatar
February 18, 2013 at 7:49 PM
Always such a pleasure to hear from you harry,,,thanks
Flach Avatar
February 18, 2013 at 1:55 PM
Nice, sentimental and nostolgic write Donna. I love how memories of sounds can take you back to a yesteryear and time of our youth. Nicely penned. Joe
Jones Avatar
February 18, 2013 at 3:42 PM
Thanks Joe. Best of times
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