SON BEFORE MOTHER
Mother hold your sleeping son’s hand
Only young, still a man
Feel his soft skin
Made smooth by a hard life’s stand
Though not long enough this time
Touch the linen of God that covers a frail table of bones
Know his resting thoughts
Close your full eyes
Reflect, remember your dancing womb
Relive the sweet pain and miracle of his birth
Again, a kiss
Yours,his
A first
On newborn skin
Soft like now
Though not long enough ago this time
He and you, one
But two
Fresh lives
A shroud, a veil
Certain uncertainty then
But now
We have come not cleanly but clearly to a cherished and bitter end
And I say, weep for him
Nor do pretend
Your full eyes shall see him again
Still go, unladen your sorrowful heart
So you can know
In the great play
He played a good part
Though a short scene
Oh, what a beautiful scene
Watched only by those that had come for his dream
The final scene in a short but great play
Before the last curtains drawn
And the crowd goes away
Standing ovation
His performance truly worthy of
Where the mothers son
Finally gets to sleep
Forever
Before his mother
With his only true love
RDS
THE SECOND
Mother hold your sleeping son’s hand
Only young, still a man
Feel his soft skin
Made smooth by a hard life’s stand
Though not long enough this time
Touch the linen of God that covers a frail table of bones
Know his resting thoughts
Close your full eyes
Reflect, remember your dancing womb
Relive the sweet pain and miracle of his birth
Again, a kiss
Yours,his
A first
On newborn skin
Soft like now
Though not long enough ago this time
He and you, one
But two
Fresh lives
A shroud, a veil
Certain uncertainty then
But now
We have come not cleanly but clearly to a cherished and bitter end
And I say, weep for him
Nor do pretend
Your full eyes shall see him again
Still go, unladen your sorrowful heart
So you can know
In the great play
He played a good part
Though a short scene
Oh, what a beautiful scene
Watched only by those that had come for his dream
The final scene in a short but great play
Before the last curtains drawn
And the crowd goes away
Standing ovation
His performance truly worthy of
Where the mothers son
Finally gets to sleep
Forever
Before his mother
With his only true love
RDS
THE SECOND
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