04 February 2026

Shelter

 

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Sing Gimme Shelter along with the Stones,
rolling along in their hell
of 60 years ago.
 
But lie down on your sturdy mattress and dream
you're high in the branches of a giant redwood tree
far from the turmoil below.
 
Sing Rock-a-bye Baby on a tree top
The wind cannot shake you, the bough will not break,
You will wake safely up here, my dear.


 

For Mary's prompt "Shelter" at What's Going On? 

 

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2 comments:

  1. Sherry Blue Sky2/04/2026 11:05 AM

    Smiles. This is sweet, Susan. I'm glad you added "the bough will not break". Those old time rhymes and tales presented a dangerous world. How true they turned out to be!

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  2. Mary2/04/2026 11:14 AM

    This poem took me back to my childhood when my mother used to sing to me in the dark outside my bedroom door. Songs such as "There's a Long, Long Trail a Winding," "Rock a Bye Baby," and "Clementine." (Somehow I never took the idea of the bough breaking and the baby falling literally when it was sung with such a comforting voice. I always was comforted and knew I would sleep and wake safely. It would be nice if ALL children were to experience that.

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