The Sad Mother

Portrait of Gabriela Mistral
Gabriela Mistral 1889–1957

Sleep, sleep, my beloved, without worry, without fear, although my soul does not sleep, although I do not rest.

Sleep, sleep, and in the night may your whispers be softer than a leaf of grass, or the silken fleece of lambs.

May my flesh slumber in you, my worry, my trembling. In you, may my eyes close and my heart sleep.

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  1. sogbeye United States

    the poem really shows how mothers strive and worry but they never let it show in fornt of their children

  2. lucy

    this poem is great for mothers day

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