The snow-capped mountains sing to you A lullaby, as soft as the cloak of snow Sleep on, Oh little one, as the night drifts in Sleep on with the dreams of rainbows. For when you wake, the day will be bright The valley green, the flowers, a delight. The colors, for now, may seem white and black But never has a day not followed a night. You see me; I am a friend of the night Mostly hopeful, on the edge of twilight. Hope is what has pushed me through I too started off slow, and alone, just like you. This light, the world, they may not want you But that doesn't say you can't want them too Choose to be brave, you've seen the light of day Hold on tight, winter is not here to stay You are blessed, my dear; born a girl child here, You did get to open your eyes and spread that smile Now that that fight is done, you can dream on the stars Do wish hard on one and cross your heart 'Cause your next fight, my dear, may not be very far. Author note: As I see you I see the still prevalent shameful culture of female infanticide in India. The change is slow but the hope is alive. Written for
January 2018 round Line count - 21 lines Word count - 221 words Poem based on picture prompt |