Babe in Arms




S oft on wind is your name
            my forever, babe in arms

H ope
      I placed upon my ledge
            burning brightly
                  into the night and wee hours of the morn
                        and wish my child come home

A  prayer was ever present upon my lips
            I held my breath to make you breathe
                  but now you’ve found your place

N one may take these salty stains from my hands
      as you greet the angel band on high

            ~ ~ my only recompense

N ow may you go with God
      knowing I will meet you on His shores one day

O ver mountains, through sedge and on the lea
      I’ll turn face to the wind to reminisce a child

N ever will you leave these hills within my mind
      my Shannon
            ~ ~ my babe in arms


Comforting the mother of 11 year old Shannon Paulk .. May she rest in peace.

© 2002 CG Mair


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