CHILD (RE-RECORD OF A POEM - CHILD WHO ACCEPTS DEATH)

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THE LAST RE-RECORD I'M FOLLOWING UP ON - IT'S A POEM I PUBLISHED ABOUT A CHILD WHO'S ACCEPTED THEY WILL DIE AND HAVE MADE REQUESTS FOR AFTER THEY'VE GONE. ENJOY - I'LL PROBABLY DO MORE READINGS IF THIS AUDIO ACTUALLY WORKS. THANKS! HAPPY RECORDING!


 


I asked her, in her tiny bed


While covering her toes,


If any lasting words, unsaid,


Would carry out in oath.


 


Her wrinkled nose, in painful pose;


She turned to face my own.


A dainty little folded note,


She placed into my hold.


 


But as her breath kept dry- she died,


No subtlety shone through;


Nothing left to recollect;


No substance but the truth.


 


Behind me not a word was drawn


But in this lasting reach;


With hesitation come and gone


I so began to read:


 


“Dry your eyes and with your fingers


Wrap my body, soft and limber,


Or Release my ashes before the winter;


Scatter them in clay.”


 


I asked her, from her tiny lips,


The need to be alone,


If any lasting words, unsaid,


Would carry out in oath.


 


Her gentle eyes, in pity, smiled;


She turned and gestured no.


And followed still, with all her will


She forced at me a note.


 


But when no words gave birth - she died,


No sunny days shone through;


Nothing left but to repent;


No substance like the truth.


 


Behind me, with the curtains drawn,


I felt the tear drops bleed;


With hesitation come and gone


I so began to read:


 


“When Spring comes thaw, come with your two hands;


Plant me lilies, daisies,  roses and


Placed in the earth they’ll form to stand,


To feed me sun and rain”.

Created: Mar 08, 2014

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