Her Baby

She sits there humming a nursery rhyme,
To an infant wrapped in a blanket of blue.
Holding it close to her heart as she sings,
Just the way I remember  she used to do.

She recites bible verses without mistakes,
Gently rocking in an old wooden chair.
There's no twinkle in her elderly eyes,
No color left in her  pinned up hair.

Once she chased butterflies in a meadow,
Dipped her toes in a cool farm lake.
She had dreams and plans for the future,
So many trips left to take.

Now she sits in a nursing home quietly,
Not really aware of the world outside.
She cried to hold her infant in her arms again,
So they gave her a doll and they lied.

She had been a  mother to six healthy children,
A  mother filled with love and pride.
They miss  the woman that she used to be,
The woman still trapped somewhere inside.

Humming so softly, stroking lifeless hair,
Reliving the best moments of her life right there.
Having a baby to hold onto let her dream,
Of days when there was love and laughter to share.


Dianna 2003
http://pages.ivillage.com/dianna40







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