A Child Again - Duplex

By Bob McAfee

Say it isn’t so, Momma, rock me slowly, ease the pain.

Wipe the teardrops from my eyes, let me be a child again.

         Wipe the teardrops from my heart. A grown up child is hard to be.

         Those sunny skies have turned to rain. Hold me close and comfort me.

Hold me close and let me be, let me be a child again.

Tell me I’m your little man. Sing me now the old refrain.

         Sing me now to ease my brain. If I should die before I wake,          

         let me be a child again. I’m kneeling low beside the stone.

I’m kneeling low to pray you home. I pray the Lord your soul to take.

I soon must go and you remain. Oh let me be a child again.

         I soon must go and you remain. I leave you sleeping in the rain.               

         If only I could take you home to let me be a child again.

Let me be a child again, your chatty little scatterbrain.

Say it isn’t so, Momma, rock me slowly, ease the pain.

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Bob McAfee is a retired software consultant who lives with his wife near Boston.

He has written nine books of poetry, mostly on Love, Aging, and the Natural World.

For the last several years he has hosted a Wednesday night Zoom poetry workshop.

Since 2019, he has had more than 80 poems selected by over thirty different publications.

His website, www.bobmcafee.com, contains links to all his published poetry.