Rock Me In Your Arms Asleep Poem by David McLansky

Rock me in your arms asleep
As the life force from me seeps,
Cradle me as a child,
Soothe me with your purring smile;

Long I've reigned from boy to man,
I've lived my life as nature planned,
Along the way I've done some good,
I've split some logs and stacked some wood;

Now I lapse in my decline,
A feeble shadow of my prime,
Un-reconciled to coming death
As I labor for each breath;

Do not mistake this man of fears
For the man I was for years;
Reluctant on this grey-black shore
To resume the shade I was before;

Oh rock me to that final sleep,
Singing softly as you weep
Down into that canyon deep,
Whose jagged walls are harsh and steep.