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Poetry Friday: Half-Waking by William Allingham

December 4th, 2015 (06:00 am)
awake

Current Mood: awake
Current Song: Half-Sleep by Novelette

I thought it was the little bed
I slept in long ago;
A straight white curtain at the head,
And two smooth knobs below.

I thought I saw the nursery fire,
And in a chair well-known
My mother sat, and did not tire
With reading all alone.

If I should make the slightest sound
To show that I'm awake,
She'd rise, and lap the blankets round,
My pillow softly shake;

Kiss me, and turn my face to see
The shadows on the wall,
And then sing “Rousseau's Dream” to me,
Till fast asleep I fall.

But this is not my little bed;
That time is far away:
With strangers now I live instead,
From dreary day to day.

- Half-Waking by William Allingham

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Comments

Posted by: Mary Lee Hahn (Mary Lee Hahn)
Posted at: December 6th, 2015 02:40 pm (UTC)

What a lovely dream!

Posted by: Little Willow (slayground)
Posted at: December 6th, 2015 03:09 pm (UTC)

So sad!

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