Slowly the sun goes down
Splashing dying embers
In her mane
Of untamed hair
With regret he pulls down the shades
To keep the scented summer
Fragrant with life
Outside
A subdued light
Tinged with tiny pools of dark
Invades
Her domain
Sleep softens her features further
He – the faithful sentinel watching over
his delicate flower –
Can’t help but fret
His chest feels tight
Aware the world
Will reach out with eager fingers
She will know hurt
He will contemplate murder
But for now the princess,
Just turned seven
Dreams still intact, untouched
Rests peacefully
He kisses her sweet cheek
Pulls back the covers
One last look, lingering, tender
For now she’s safe
Her innocence preserved
*Photograph found on Pinterest, try as I might I couldn’t find anyone to credit for it*
P.S. for whatever reason, WordPress is not letting me reply to older comments so I apologise to anyone who’s left thoughts on previous posts – I didn’t mean to ignore you, honest!
Lovely poem 🙂
Aware the world
Will reach out with eager fingers
She will know hurt
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Thank you, I’m pleased you liked 🙂
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Lovely. Just lovely.
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Thank you!
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Wonderful poem!!! 🙂
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Thank you! 🙂
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Very nice!
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So glad you liked 🙂
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I did. I hope my you write more soon.
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Aww, thanks! ☺️
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Beautiful poem!
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Thank you 🙂
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You’re welcome!
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You really should write more you know??
This is a beautiful and evocative work, Nathalie. 🙂
The pic is of an Antique postcard that was for sale, but is sold out: https://www.garitto.com/product/31939950 Not sure if there would be any copyright concern?
Hope you are well and not losing your mind too much over Boris and Brexit!! 💚
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Beautifully well expressed. 🙂
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Beautiful, Nathalie. I remember thinking these very thoughts when my daughter was born. How I wanted to protect her from the hurts of the world and knew I couldn’t. So poignant. ❤
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Thank you, Diana. I think most parents would identify.
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Very sweet. How’s your summer, mon amie?
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Mouillé en ce moment! On a eu de la pluie, mais de la pluie! Enfin, il faut aussi dire qu’avant ça nous avons eu la chance de voir du soleil, du vrai, et pendant pas mal de jours même! Et de ton côté? Ça va?
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Du vrai et long soleil, c’est rare et précieux par là-bas. Ici ça va. Je viens de passer 6 semaines à Paris, avec toujours le mélange d’émerveillement devant la plus belle ville du monde et d´énervement devant la lente chute de ce pays dans le marasme. 😉
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Ah, oui, c’est difficile d’être partagé entre 2 sentiments aussi distincts. Mais bon, l’émerveillement l’emporte…non?
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This is sweet, beautiful, stunning, and unfortunately real.
I adore this!
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Thank you, lovely one – I hope you’re well 🙂
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I am well, and hope you are, too! ❦
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This is so beautiful 💕
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Thanks so much 🙂
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