That Night - Long Ago
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I babysat her that fine day-
wrapped up so snug in pink and white.
The scent of baby powder lay
upon her skin- such soft delight.
Just for an hour, while her dear mom
went out for errands to be done,
I rocked and sang to her, so calm,
on their back porch, neath autumn's sun.
Next morn- loud sobbing, I did hear-
a living nightmare had come true.
Just two weeks old- a dreaded fear
turned joy to sadness- impromptu.
I babysat her that fine day
wrapped up so snug in pink and white.
The scent of baby powder lay-
crib death took her away that night.
Sandra M. Haight
True Story - happened September 1958,
to our dear friends, next door - haunts
me still to this day.
Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2019
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