Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ROCKING THE BABY, by MADGE MORRIS First Line: I hear her rocking the baby Last Line: In the room just next to mine. Subject(s): Babies; Infants | ||||||||
I HEAR her rocking the baby -- Her room is next to mine -- And I fancy I feel the dimpled arms That round her neck entwine, As she rocks and rocks the baby, In the room just next to mine. I hear her rocking the baby Each day when the twilight comes, And I know there's a world of blessing and love In the "baby-by" she hums. I can see the restless fingers Playing with "mamma's rings," The sweet little smiling, pouting mouth That to hers in kissing clings, As she rocks and sings to the baby, And dreams as she rocks and sings. I hear her rocking the baby, Slower and slower now, And I hear she is leaving her good-night kiss On its eyes, and cheek, and brow. From her rocking, rocking, rocking, I wonder would she start Could she know, through the wall between us, She is rocking on a heart? While my empty arms are aching For a form they may not press, -- And my empty heart is breaking In its desolate loneliness. I list to the rocking, rocking, In the room just next to mine, And breathe a prayer in silence, At a mother's broken shrine, For the woman who rocks the baby In the room just next to mine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A POET TO HIS BABY SON by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON BABYHOOD by ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN INFANCY by EDMUND JOHN ARMSTRONG BALLAD OF THE LAYETTE by WAYNE KOESTENBAUM A TOAST FOR LITTLE IRON MIKE by PAUL MARIANI THE PAMPERING OF LEORA by THYLIAS MOSS ONE FOR ALL NEWBORNS by THYLIAS MOSS IN THE THRIVING SEASON by LISEL MUELLER FIRST OR LAST (SONG) by THOMAS HARDY |
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