Like a tiny doll wrapped in eternity,
eyes wide shut to all but me.
Tells a story of little girls lost,
a time of the innocents at what cost.
Sleep my little baby,
dont you cry.
Momy is hear with tears in her eyes,
Sleep little baby.
heaven is above,
Author notes
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A contest entry
- Pic Prompt by Lil-Bit Crazy.
600 points, ended May 18, 2008, 7 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Soft words with vivid imagery make this poem wonderful.A perfect gift from a mother.
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Thankyou so much
Yes for angels lost if a mother knows of beliefe in heaven it is a time of waiting for rejoining and love shalll continue in pure bliss
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I can't help from
thinking of my mother singing nursery rhyme songs to me as a child "hush little baby , don't you cry, when you wake we will patty patty cake and ride your shiny little pony"
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So true are your words
So many time I think back on the tenderness of my mothers hands and the warmth within her eyes and knowing I was so blessed as a child to be loved in such a way
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great job here thank you for sharing this with me and entering in my contest... good luck in this......!
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Your welcome
I know this message is a belated one but I wanted to say thanks again for your reading and knowing we are here for you always
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lovely nursery rhmyme dear friend , i love this and good luck xx
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Hi there
I was just reading over some of my older work and thought I would say hi
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