Poems for Britten

   Today I thought I would share poems I wrote for Britten when she was a baby in 1982.

Your Gentle Breathing

Your gentle breathing

brings to me

a world of quiet memory.

Endearing traits of baby small

your gentle breathing

holds them all.

          Small Burden

My child, a burden? Not at all.

 A mother’s arms were meant to hold

 so precious and so dear a load.

 Love makes the burden small.

So, when we come to God and see

Him laden with man’s deep despair

and think He has no room to spare

to bear our troubles too, He says,

“Though all the world should come

  and lay their burdens one by one

  upon my back, I would not lack

  the strength to bear yours too.

  Your troubles, heavy? Not at all.

  My love has made the burden small."

     The following is a lullaby I wrote for my daughter, but it seemed pointless to include my guitar chords since, because I can't write music, the notes are all in my head. Trust me, though, its a song.

  Lullaby

After all the anxious waiting, here at last you lie

 and just for you, your Momma wrote

  this special lullaby.

Little girl, my whole world, now that the day is through,

 go to sleep while Momma plays

  this lullabye for you