Thursday, November 29, 2007

Letter to Riley Ann Sawyers (Baby Grace)

© 29 November 2007, The Griot Poet

“Twinkle, twinkle little star…”

Song of Mozart from ages afar

You who were so innocent and true

Stolen from us by one whom

Your mother met

On the Internet

That with its freedoms makes us all act a bit like we’re two…

When we didn’t know a name for your beautiful face

We for a time called you “Baby Grace”

And every parent clutched their kids tighter

And determined to make their lives brighter

To count to ten

Before dispensing discipline

And be bread unleavened

When we receive our own packages from Heaven

Which is where we know now you are – “Twinkle, twinkle little star!”

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