Stand Still

by Tiffany Layne

She sang Rock-a-bye Baby from her great-grand-daddy’s chair,
With little bitty fingers tangled in the locks of her hair.
With a baby on her breast and young love in the air,
If time could stand still, she’d want it to stand right there.

She sang “You are My Sunshine” and twisted braids in the hair
Of the little girl in a sundress with rosy skin so fair
Children all around her, laughter in the air,
If time could stand still she’d want it to stand right there.

But the clock keeps on ticking and the moments pass by,
Every end is a beginning of another chapter in her life.
She takes a hundred pictures just to store them in her mind.
If time could stand still, she would have stood still a thousand times.

She tucks him into bed, running her fingers through his hair.
Another miracle, another blessing, another baby in the rocking chair.
Her grand-daddy’s gone now but she still feels him everywhere.
If time could stand still, she want it to stand right there.

She sings along to the radio and loads them in the car.
She doesn’t care where they’re going, she only cares where they are,
Gathered all around her in the pictures of her mind,
If time could stand still, she’d stand there all the time.

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2 Comments to “Stand Still”

  1. A beautiful poem, with perfect movement and timing . . . Thanks for posting it . . . Keep writing more of these . . . Blessings . . .

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