A Month with Yeats: Day Twenty-Seven

Today’s quote, chosen to coincide with birthdays and celebrations, is the opening to Yeats’ lovely poem, “A Prayer for my Daughter’.

‘Once more the storm is howling, and half hid
Under this cradle-hood and coverlid
My child sleeps on.’ —W.B. Yeats

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Grant me the wish for my only son
The howling wind and strong breeze
In his sleep he’s thinking of some sheep
And some mermaids swaying in the seas

I’m under the arches of the bridge
Thinking of the son’s future
He’s thinking of some sheep in his sleep
After that sleep he comes out fresher

I only want what’s best for the son
With the wife and his career
In his sleep he’s thinking of some sheep
And in the forest foxes and deer*

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

* ZaniLa Rhyme

For: A Month with Yeats: Day Twenty-Seven, Micropoetry Month: Nov 2017: #27

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