Slumber

She knows to be in control; and how!

A no is a NO, loud and clear

Her diction or lack of it, never a barrier

My threats and pleas sincere

Were wasted on deaf ears

As I lulled her to sleep with tender care

She fancied a new white ball, she declared

And wanted to bring home the moon up there

And to wear the rainbow on her hair

While the skies hurried to protect their ware

Look at her smiling snottily

It is not the Mt. Everest, Ms. Haughty!

It’s just one faltering step, after trials feisty

And many failed attempts, maybe forty

Strong memory was probably not her forte

The hand that rocked the cradle

May have ruled William’s world

But my petite cradler-turned toddler

Had a mind of her own, and quite able

She wrapped me around her little finger

And pinched me awake from my deep slumber

I too was once curious and carefree, I remembered

Loving the moments as life then unfolded