The eight year old ‘Beautiful little girl’
mouthed the lyrics with Ariana Grande
Whose voice smoothly ascended sky high.
Did the little girl cast shy glances at her mommy?
While moving her lips along with her pop idol?
Now the eight- year- old- going- on- nine
Sings up there with the angels
Gearing to celebrate her ninth birthday.
Frolicking with the feisty clouds, popping popcorn
As war drums loudly beat on, on the earth below
Bleak and stormy.
Ah, may I see my Baby one last time
One Last Time
May be, I can see my baby, one last time.
A distraught mother searches for life in the dead lyrics
‘One last time, I need to be the one who takes you home
………..I promise after that I will let you go
Let you go …..’ She chokes.
And the sky watches poker faced.
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
This poem is a tribute to Saffie Rose Roussos (The eight year old killed in the terror attack in Manchester on 22 May 2017 )
SEPT/OCT 2017 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
An academician, essayist-novelist -poet, I have an insane passion to write about everything under the sun or the moon! Some of my books like Ballad of Bapu: [a poetic biography of Mahatma Gandhi] and Where are the lilacs? [a collection of 111 peace poems] have been internationally acclaimed. Flights from my terrace is my ebook of 58 essays on Smashwords .