Wednesday, 10 August 2011

Rock Me To Sleep

When the pains comes and grip my heart,
When breathing becomes are task of force,
I know exactly what my heart needs,
Whether day or night your hand is love,
Let us take a journey back in time,
Rock me to sleep like you did when I was small,
Back when your arms were reserved just for me.

Your gentle hands, your soft voice,
Sitting at the edge of the bed,
Back and forth, left and right,
Rocking me to a peaceful place.
I need that tonight for my fragile heart,
I need that to chase bad dreams away.

Today was a long day,
I cried, I smiled, I made it through.
I felt pain, I acted brave, yes I made it through,
But now I only need one thing to make it through,
I don’t want to act brave, I don't want to grow up.
I need you to help me through,
Gentle rock me to a land of peacefulness.


  1. No matter how old we are, we always love and miss our parents love.
    Sadly my mother died just 2 days before her 56th birthday. She had always been one of my best friends and I miss her just as much now as I did in 1989 when she passed.
    This is strong, heartfelt, lovely.

  2. yes no matter how old we are...we can act bravely and run against the raging storm up to a certain point and then we need someone to hold and comfort us...this is beautifully and tenderly written..

  3. This is beautiful. I lost my parents in the last three years and there is not a day that goes by that I don't miss them. I feel your pain.

  4. Poetic Soul,

    I think that there are times when we need some simple reassurance nad some extra love, when life is being difficult for us.


  5. The way to said that 'you don't want to grow up' is beautiful. Now, we are grown up we realize how peaceful the world was when we were in our parents' hands. Lovely poem...

  6. To be loved as a child is a most beautiful gift that stays with us forever.. this poem reminds me that I too was a loved child..

    lovely sentiments and words..

  7. This is a beautiful, heartfelt poem ~ I agree with the other comments ~ no matter how strong or old an adult we become, all of us have that tender, inner child that needs the kind of love & attention we frequently received back then . . . " back when your arms were reserved just for me " ~ love that ~ :-)

  8. You have expressed the simple need for comfort and peace so openly and well..wonderful piece..Jae

  9. So very tenderly expressed!
    When hearts are heavy it's wonderful to have a caring soul to help us make it through the sad times!

    Be well!
    Take good care!

    Margie x

  10. Poetic Soul, I think we all yearn again for those days when our mothers could hold us and comfort us and make 'everything' right! Well expressed.

  11. "I cried, I smiled, I made it through"

    This is so perfect. Thank you so much for visiting my blog!

  12. Beautifully written.