My Baby, My Precious

A Conversation: Part 7


Usman:
A child lies sleeping at the breast
Drinking milk and taking rest
The mother croons to the child, "Drink
Well, for soon you must leave the nest."

The child for his part does not understand 
That he is to leave this promised land
Gleeful he looks into his mother's eyes
And around her finger clasps his little hand.


Sai:
This one is called "My Baby, My Precious"

Made from my blood and guts,
First fed from the cord,
And now from my lactating bust.
You lay there in my arms,
There's nothing but traces of calm.

So serene,
So peaceful,
So beautiful,
My baby, my precious.
Sleep my love.

How I admired watching you sleep,
Afraid, that I could wake you up...
With just a squeak.
Now, you lay there,
So still,
Refusing to wake up,
Even when the cries ran shrill.

So serene,
So peaceful,
So beautiful,
My baby, my precious.
Sleep my love.

With hushed tones,

I would sing you lullabies.

Now, with a heavy heart,

I'll whisper my goodbyes.

So serene,
So peaceful,
So beautiful,
My baby, my precious.
Sleep my love.

For you have been called,

From the heavens above...

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Reference:

The Nest: http://tillad.blogspot.in/2014/05/the-nest.html