Ribboning Desires
In spirit if not here
Hush my little child , dreams are afoot
Ribboning desires, flowering fields
Watched you play in the mud so carefree and alive
Sleep sleep my child , I am watching over you
My gentle touch will stroke your hair, can you feelĀ
see to it that the monsters are far away
Hush little child I am here for you
Even if its just in a dream, a fable dream
Even if the lighting strikes
I am here, soothing you, through thunders and teddy bears.
The lightning strikes, with a boom and despair
My arms fall around you , my dear.
In the morning I might fadeĀ
But my love is still thereĀ
My child , you are loved even if I disappear
Sometimes wishes will not come true
My time grows low , but I never wanna leave
Remember me in your dreams my sweet
Remember my smell , how I held you so tight
Remember I will be with you in spirit if not here.
For you I will fight and stay so strong
I give you my locks , my love and care
Perhaps there is a light out there that brings me back
I love you my dear, I am always here , in spirit if not here.
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Comments
Oh, I had to pin this! The bond between mother and child is a very, very special one. I am reading it as though the mother is terminally ill. I am sorry if i mis read this. This is a lovely poem x
you got it right . With the mother having cancer as in the locks of her hair comment.Ā
Agree with Tina, that bond....even death cannot and should not ever break it,
wonderful write x