Wake before the sun
You cry to fill simple needs
Warm milk quiets cries

before the sunrise

waking to the sound of cries

sleep now little one

A Mother is the beginning of your world

and for a time

is your whole world. 

To Rest

Crying in my arms
I feel the strength of your small lungs

Cry cry cry
                  Little Darling
until you settle into calm

Close your eyes
I will hold you
until you are ready for your crib

to rest
to sleep
to dream

things I could not believe

When The Light Goes Out

The parents died in a car crash in New York. They were
both so young, only twenty-one years old each. She was
pregnant with their first child. The driver and passenger
of the car that hit them both fled the scene on foot. How
stupid a thing to do these days. It is only a matter of time
before they are caught and rightfully vilified by the press
and public. The husband and wife were taken to separate
hospitals were they died apart from one another. They
managed to save the unborn child from the womb of its
dead mother. They said the child was in critical condition
yesterday. The headline of the news this morning said
the baby had died. How many more today? Most will be
unknown. Most will be unmourned by the world. One life,
one-hundred lives, the extinguishing of a flame too soon,
but when is ever the right time for us?