Gabriela Mistral

(7 April 1889 – 10 January 1957 / Vicuna)

The Sad Mother - Poem by Gabriela Mistral

Sleep, sleep, my beloved,
without worry, without fear,
although my soul does not sleep,
although I do not rest.

Sleep, sleep, and in the night
may your whispers be softer
than a leaf of grass,
or the silken fleece of lambs.

May my flesh slumber in you,
my worry, my trembling.
In you, may my eyes close
and my heart sleep.


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  • Bronze Star - 2,650 Points john tiong chunghoo (4/26/2006 1:39:00 AM)

    always i love your style. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

Poem Edited: Thursday, December 18, 2014


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