Poem: September 22, 2019

Lullaby

Listen and I will sing to you,
something intimate and meant
to soothe, some song I know
that reminds me of you now,
here, in this moment, exclusive
to you. I will hum and I will
croon, in the dark of this quiet
room, I will sing to you to still
your mind and whisper tunes
to slow your heart, to even your
breath. I will sing to you about
homecoming and the full, white
moon, and in low tones, I will
sing about you- your eyes in
the morning, your smiles in the
afternoon- and about all of the
places you will one day go, and
all of the ways you will find to
get there, and all of the many
truths you will know, because,
you know, I had the chance to
hold you near and sing to you.