MOTHER’S DANCE

Dancing to music

playing only in her head

until her babe sleeps

enveloped in her embrace

sanctuary of love and dreams

~~~

Toni hosts Meeting the Bar over at Dverse.  The Form is Tanka.

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23 comments

  1. This is a lovely poem. I used to rock my children to sleep when they were young too. It’s a happy memory for me. Getting up two and a half hours later to change their diaper, not so much.

    • Apart from my husband, I see a lot of dads (in CHurch) takin gcare of their babies and they are so uplifting to see. Happy are the kids with dads like you and them. SOmetimes, I prefer changing diapers because the job is quick. WHen you rock a child to sleep, you are not sure when he will actually sleep. 🙂

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