Rock Me To Sleep Poem by Elizabeth Akers Allen
Rock Me To Sleep
Backward, turn backward, O time, in your flight;
Make me a child again, just for tonight!
Mother, come back from that echoless shore;
Take me again in your heart as of yore --
Kiss from my forehead the furrows of care,
Smooth the few silver threads out of my hair,
Over my slumbers your loving watch keep --
Rock me to sleep, mother -- rock me to sleep!
Backward, turn backward, O tide of the years!
I am so weary of toil and of tears --
Toil without recompense, tears all in vain --
Take them and give me my childhood again!
I have grown weary of dust and decay --
Weary of flinging my soul-wealth away --
Weary of sowing for others to reap --
Rock me to sleep, mother -- rock me to sleep!
Tired of the hollow, the base, the untrue,
Mother, O mother, my heart calls for you!
Many a summer the grass has grown green,
Blossomed and faded -- our faces between --
Yet with strong yearning and passionate pain,
Long I tonight for your presence again;
Come from the silence, mother -- rock me to sleep!
Come, let your brown hair, just lighted with gold,
Fall on your shoulders again as of old --
Let it drop over my forehead tonight,
Shading my faint eyes away from the light!
For, with its sunny-edged shadows once more,
Haply will throng all the visions of yore;
Lovingly, softly, its bright billows sweep --
Rock me to sleep, mother -- rock me to sleep!
Mother, dear mother! the years have been long
Since I last listened to your lullaby song;
Sing, then, and unto my soul it shall seem
Womanhood's years have been only a dream;
With your light lashes just sweeping my face,
Never hereafter to wake or to weep --
Rock me sleep, mother -- rock me to sleep!
Backward, turn backward, O time, in your flight; Make me a child again, just for tonight! Mother, come back from that echoless shore; Take me again in your heart as of yore - Kiss from my forehead the furrows of care, Smooth the few silver threads out of my hair, Over my slumbers your loving watch keep - Rock me A very appealing poem and a beautiful ode to the loving mother. Thank you poet for sharing the poem. Subhas
Mother and motherhood a great meaningful poem here enjoyed.
Hello time,can you hear me?. Give me back my childhood I pray thee.
I love this poem. There is also an answer to this poem, does anyone know what itis.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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This is absolutely beautiful! It perfectly sums up how I sometimes feel, and how wonderful it would be to be a child again, resting in my mother's arms.