THE SLEEP TIGHT ROCKING CHAIR
The nightlight glows
Sleepy eyes twinkle
To a rhythmic soothing hum
Back and forth
Little fingers squeeze big thumb
And give in to the night
A sweet sigh fills the air
A tiny heart dreams
And beats in soft slumber
In the sleep tight rocking chair
© 2016 Lisa Albert. All rights reserved.
Ann Rider has challenged us to write poems about places of refuge and solace this month. Click HERE for more details.
Post your poem on our November 2016 padlet. All contributions will be included in a wrap-up celebration on Friday, November 25th, and one lucky participant will win a copy of BEFORE MORNING by Joyce Sidman, illustrated by Beth Krommes, courtesy of Houghton Mifflin Harcourt Books for Young Readers.