Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FIRST NIGHT, by HILDA BRUCE First Line: Dear god, he's such a little fellow Last Line: Please, god -- it's his first night. Subject(s): Love; Mourning; Bereavement | ||||||||
Dear God, he's such a little fellow, With tangled, golden hair; And, God, tonight's his first -- Alone, away up there. So won't you leave a little light, Perhaps a wee, small star, Close to his bed? -- (so he won't be afraid) Please, God, don't hang it far. And then, another thing, dear God, Is it too much to ask this: When the mother angel puts him to bed, Will she tuck him in with a kiss? And if he wakens in the night And whimpers for a song, Is there a "lullaby" angel Among the heavenly throng? Or if he frets and asks for me, Dear God, just hold his hand And pat his cheek -- just for tonight -- He's really a brave little man. But, God, he is so little, And I always held him tight -- So won't you do these things for him? Please, God -- it's his first night. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HUNGERFIELD by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE MOURNER by LOUISE MOREY BOWMAN HECUBA MOURNS by MARILYN NELSON THERE IS NO GOD BUT by AGHA SHAHID ALI IF I COULD MOURN LIKE A MOURNING DOVE by FRANK BIDART MADAGASCAR: AUBADE by WILLIAM DAVENANT |
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