Futile Lullaby

Twinkle twinkle little star,
Force me to sing one more bar,
Of this rather dreary song,
And my will, will not be strong.
I sing it softly to induce
Your sleep, but please hand me a noose,
For this is the 500th time,
I’ve sung this tried and tested rhyme;
And still you seem so far from tired,
In fact you’re looking rather wired.
This could be a painful night,
I’m exhausted, but you’re bright
And breezy as proverbial day,
But baby, it is night NOT day.
You’ll laugh all night, or scream, or shout,
And what I know without a doubt,
Is as the sun peeks out her head,
You’ll snuggle down into your bed,
And rest so calm and so serene:
The sweetest soul you’ve ever seen.

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[for Laura and her little night owl]

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15 Responses to Futile Lullaby

  1. This brings back some happy memories of hushabye nights with my two wee dears, one sleeping through the day, the other sleeping through the night. I was in a state of befuddled sleep deprivation for a long time. Still now they’ve both grown up and left home I find myself looking back on those times when we were all together and get quite wistful and nostalgic.

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    • PookyH says:

      Did you enjoy it at the time??? Sounds familiar 😉

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      • I had some very happy times with them, despite the sleep deprivation!

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      • PookyH says:

        It’s funny how you recast the memories too. Lyra was a remarkably good baby who never cried, but she also really enjoyed being awake. Tom and I watched the whole of The West Wing in her first year as we’d pop a disk on whilst one of us paced the room with her. I’m sure it wasn’t much fun, yet when I hear The West Wing theme tune, I get all nostalgic!

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  2. colonialist says:

    If you don’t soon go doo-doo,
    I am going to yell at you … 🙂

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  3. Oh, this is a lovely, funny, clever poem. And much more family friendly than Go the **** To Sleep. My sleep deprived nights were more than forty years ago, yet I remember them clearly.

    Ken never slept for longer than three hours at a time for the first four months of his life. Then when he did finally sleep longer he preferred to do it in the daytime. I spent many a night reading stories and singing songs until I thought my eyes would fall out of my head. I fixed him though; right up until the Christmas before he died I made him sit beside me every Christmas Eve and listen to me read Twas the Night Before Christmas. He was 26 the last time I read that book. Even though he’d initially complain, then hold up his hands saying “I submit, I submit”, it was a treasured family tradition. 🙂

    Thanks, Pooky, for the treasure of a poem and the lovely memories it evoked. xx

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  4. topazo says:

    the agony of motherhood…totally worth it, mothers would say

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  5. words4jp says:

    I do remember those days….could not drive in the car unless a Barney Tape was playing…..if I hear the song Mr. Golden Sun one more time………….!

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    • PookyH says:

      Ha! Yes we had a lullaby song CD – funny how you go through cycles. I recall having to plan journeys do we drove when they slept, then as they were dropping their daytime naps how we thought the world would end if they dozed off!

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  6. Oh, how I remember those nights! Makes me want a nap just reading about it 🙂

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  7. Oh yeah. That’s what they do!

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