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Jordan's Lullaby
unknown

I hope this pleases you

His tight grasp squeezes my
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chipped black nail polished pinkie.
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Heavy breathing escapes his small mouth
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and re-enters from his nostrils.
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Sucked-on pacifiers and warm blankets
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surround this new born body as
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his mind forgets the many smiling old
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womens' faces.
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Drifting off to a sea of music notes
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and sea-foamed waves of chords
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but I tend to get the harmonies mixed.
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So much hope lies in this grasp.
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Oh, how much I wish for muddy Converse
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prints on white tile, grass stained jeans,
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and tight goodbye hugs.
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Sleep overcomes me before
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I allow him to fall into his crib.
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We lie there, head against head
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Breathing in and out
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erasing the old women smiles.
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23 Mar 07


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is this a sibling love or a parent love for the boy? just wait until he grows up...i give it three years...
 — unknown

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