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Lullabye
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere 
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The Kansas wind, near about Spring, gathers up her voice and rocks the house. She rattles the trees until they rumble and roar. Then whistles thorough rafters, windows and door as she blows the clouds away. Laid back listening, feeling the warm sunshine, the wind is like lullabies to my drowsing eyes. It blows me back in time, to a farmhouse on a hill catching summer gusts with whistles shrill. Naptime at Grandma’s, upstairs in her bed, the wind swirling unfamiliar sounds around about my little head. I must have found comfort there, or retreated to sleep out of fear. The memory soothes me in that simpler time of childlike ways when I first heard the lullabye wind. LGR(C)3/9/20 |
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Ah, may the magic of that lullaby wind never lose its effect on you, Lori. This swept me away. |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Thanks Michael! I'm tickled to death you got swept away! It was good of you to let me know. ~L |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
My mother used to sing to us (my brothers and I) when we were little. She would never have made it past Simon Cowell but it sounded great to me and your poem brought back memories. |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Thanks Ida! From the side of the family that the farmhouse is on, my mom's,comes a lullaby called "The Birdie" song. Thanks for reminding me. |
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