LullabyA Poem by Michael R. BurchCherubic laugh; sly, impish grin; Angelic face; wild chimp within. It does not matter; sleep awhile Gray moths will hum a lullaby Will wake together, by and by. * Life’s not long; those days are best The earth will wait; a sun-filled sky Soon you will sing, and I will sigh, Know nothing but this lullaby. © 2019 Michael R. Burch |
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