
The rain hummed her favorite lullaby
As I craddled on the bed,
Listening to her voice..
And the rain sang the lullaby,
As the night crawled in
And I nuzzled with your thoughts..
And the voice grew feeble
As I slipped into sleep
And the rain sang the lullaby..
Linking this to Imaginary Garden.
Lovely poem vinitha
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Thank you. π
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I had to reread that poem – though lovely – as I wasn’t sure if it came from the perspective of the mother or the child! π Love the imagery. π β€
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Hope you enjoyed reading the poem, Elly. Thank you for stopping by. π
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I enjoy the way that you begin and end cyclically with the rain. Beautiful!
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Thanks a lot, Hannah. Glad you liked it. π
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