<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=345751" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Rocking the Baby</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I hear her rocking the baby--<br>Her room is next to mine--<br>And I fancy I feel the dimpled arms<br>That round her neck entwine, <br>As she rocks and rocks the baby,<br>In the room just next to mine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I hear her rocking the baby<br>Each day when the twilight comes,<br>And I know there's a world of blessing and love<br>In the 'baby by' she hums.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I can see the restless fingers<br>Playing with 'mamma's rings,'<br>The sweet little smiling, pouting mouth<br>That to hers in kissing clings,<br>As she rocks and sings to the baby,<br>And dreams as she rocks and sings.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I hear her rocking the baby,<br>Slower and slower now,<br>And I hear she is leaving her good-night kiss<br>On its eyes, and cheek and brow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From her rocking, rocking, rocking,<br>I wonder would she start<br>Could she know, through the wall between us,<br>She is rocking on a heart?<br>While my empty arms are aching<br>For a form they may not press,--<br>And my empty heart is breaking<br>In its desolate loneliness.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I list to the rocking, rocking,<br>In the room just next to mine,<br>And breathe a prayer in silence,<br>At a mother's broken shrine,<br>For the woman who rocks the baby<br>In the room just next to mine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anonymous+Americas">Anonymous Americas</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=345751" data-title="Rocking the Baby de Anonymous Americas" data-description="I hear her rocking the baby-- Her room is next to mine-- And I fancy I feel the dimpled arms That round her neck entwine, As she rocks and rocks the baby, In the room just next to mine. I hear her rocking the baby Each day when the twilight come..."></div> </div> </div>

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