Write about the three most important songs in your life — what do they mean to you? Today’s twist: You’ll commit to a writing practice. The frequency and the amount of time you choose to spend today — and moving forward — are up to you, but we recommend a minimum of fifteen uninterrupted minutes per day.
This poem describes the three lullabies I sang to my sons at bedtime. Each is unique to them.
My Three Songs
Over and over, ten times and one more,
my voice swells, an arch of a rainbow
with color wheels of choruses
passing through a cumulus thunderhead
shushing gusty gales into whistling breezes.
In valleys, low and deep,
my cries echo, reverberations
rustling rose petals, vibrating
violets, a measured refrain
toward the next crescendo.
Lulling nonsense lyrics
a child mimics with a mother’s lilting tune,
a skimming over Irish seas
until a rolling, lolling into dreams
upon a coverlet hill of clover-leaves.
Can you name the three songs?