A Poem by Brinleigh Bailey

The lullaby for a misunderstood child.


Hush little baby, don't say a word,

So sorry Momma can't buy you a mockingbird. 


Hush little baby, don't you cry,

Momma wishes she could give you the sky.


Hush little baby, please don't weep,

Turns out giving you the world isn't so cheap.


Hush little baby, I know it's not funny,

That the kids at school can tell we don't have money.


Hush little baby, I like your clothes,

They're patched together but no one knows. 


Hush little baby, I taped the holes in your shoes,

Where in the world did you get that bruise?


Hush little baby, I'll mend your jeans,

They obviously don't know what ugly means.


Hush little baby, while I hold you tight,

As you cry yourself to sleep in my arms at night.


Hush little baby, they don't know what they've done,

And as for sympathy, they have none. 


Hush little baby, I gave all that I could give,

To find a better place for you and I to live.


Hush little baby, you have to go to school,

Even if you will never be cool.


Hush little baby, Momma's always here,

Don't listen to the whispers that you overhear. 


Hush little baby, don't be scared,

You're the piece of heaven God and I share. 



© 2015 Brinleigh Bailey

Author's Note

Brinleigh Bailey
A poem from a mother's point of view told to her child. I hope you like it! Any and all feedback would be appreciated, and if you know of a contest this could/should be entered in, please let me know! Also, please do send me read requests! It is hard for me to return the favor to everyone without them! I will make sure to read them and leave reviews!

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Personally I would tighten this up a little to help the flow. The rhyming is good (I do like to rhyme as I enjoy the structure). For the lines after the ones starting with "Hush little baby" try counting the syllables making those lines all the same length.

Other than that...I think we can all relate to bullying for what ever reasons kids choose to bully.

Posted 7 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


The relation of mother and child is the most purest one, your words resonate them.

Posted 7 Years Ago

Very moving piece. Sad and a true message that is missed by so many. Thanks for sharing.

Posted 7 Years Ago

Outstanding empathy in your words. The ink is relatable and comes across in a kind and soothing way. Very nicely done! Two thumbs up!


Posted 7 Years Ago

I like your angle. Unfortunately there are families that don't have much, but the mother gives all she does have and most importantly gives her love. Thanks for sharing!

Posted 7 Years Ago

Very poignant piece. Well done. I, too, would look at your syllable use.
I am uncertain if you're intending it to fit with the pacing and rhythm of the old nursery rhyme, but there are sections that don't.
That's fine, just mentioning it. Even without the tune as a guide, there are some syllable hiccups that break the wonderful songlike nature of your piece.

And the final line is divine. Pun intended.

Posted 7 Years Ago

Wow, this is incredible...

Posted 7 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very Nice,
I really get the feeling of a family that wishes things could be better,
or a little easier.
I find I a contrast my life in poverty with my Mom to all the rich kids who I have met growing up.
It maybe we finally found it easier in a community that is not as well off.
It may mean we have to judge people based on their merit,
even those who have to struggle in poverty.

Posted 7 Years Ago

A beautiful poem my Poet friend.
"Hush little baby, don't be scared,
You're the piece of heaven God and I share. "
I agree and I loved the complete poem. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.

Posted 7 Years Ago

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Very cute! I love how it goes with that old lullaby that every Mom sings to their children :)

Posted 8 Years Ago

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Added on May 30, 2015
Last Updated on June 1, 2015
Tags: poetry, poor, struggle, poverty

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