as a tidewave...

The gentle caretaker

At dawn I am putting my words to sleep
they're tired and stuttering, stumbling too
they're moaning... I'm herding astraying sheep
they need to recover their wits aloo-

See, am I not right in granting them rest...
Their mother will also be taking a break
her tongue will be mute as a silence test...
at dusk she'll be cute in poetic ache

Poetry by Caprice
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Written on 2009-04-13 at 18:44

Tags Care  Silence  Break 

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