Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Sweet and Low

With a little revision on my part regarding gender specifics, this is a lullabye I sang to my daughter when she was a wee one. I sang it sweet and low and usually by the time I was done she was sailing the western seas. When she was a tiny bit older I would sing her some pop ballads, but I'll go into that another time. Shhhhhh . . .


7 comments:

M. D. Jackson said...

That post made me smile sadly as I remembered putting my own little daughter to sleep in a similar fashion. They grow up but fathers never forget those little moments.

Thomas Haller Buchanan said...

You are so right. My life became real when my daughter came along—so many sweet moments, so many sweet memories.

Jeff Overturf said...

I'm sure she never slept as sweetly and low as when you sang this to her.

Linda said...

Your blog is very nice and interesting, your texts are nice too. This remembering about your little daughter is heartfelt.

Maybe for you is interesting my blog Suleke about angels, fairies etc in art, literature, music, our thoughts etc. It's in Estonian language, but the pictures do'nt need the words and you will understand the texts with Google Translator.
suleke.blogspot.com

Thomas Haller Buchanan said...

Your blog looks lovely, I look forward to exploring it.

My sister-in-law is from Estonia. Perhaps it will help me learn more of her world, as well.

Thomas Haller Buchanan said...

Jeff, what a nice thing to say—thanks!

Annie said...

It's a beautiful poem and illustration, and a beautiful story. You brought back memories of singing my son to sleep, singing quieter and quieter, until barely a whisper. For my husband and I, too, having our son was the best decision we've ever made.