11:11 PMA Poem by LucyBroken families and childhoods.Eleven and Ten O’clock She awoke with a mighty shock But she was just a wee lass The minute would go so fast To Eleven Eleven O’clock
Eleven Eleven O’clock She awoke with a mighty shock Her frizzy bed head had curled And the stars! Her shiny pearls To Eleven Eleven O’clock
Eleven Eleven O’clock She awoke with a mighty shock She ran from the creaky house Still wearing her black-lace blouse To Eleven Eleven O’clock
Eleven Eleven O’clock She awoke with a mighty shock Chills danced up her tiny spine And the stars told her, “It’s time!” For Eleven Eleven O’clock
Eleven Eleven O’clock She awoke with a mighty shock A child’s prayer was made that night “Let daddy come home alright.” At Eleven Eleven O’clock
Eleven Eleven O’clock She awoke with a mighty shock Mommy echoes down the hall Silent sobs. Holding his coat. Past Eleven Eleven O’clock
Eleven Eleven O’clock I awoke with a mighty shock I’m swept up into the past Watching a girl run so fast For Eleven Eleven O’clock
Eleven Eleven O’clock I awoke with a mighty shock “Prayers won’t do anything girl.” But the cold… Her frozen curls At Eleven Eleven O’clock
Eleven Eleven O’clock I awoke with a mighty shock The bleary stars now stagnant Not the least bit celebrant Like that Eleven Eleven O’clock
Eleven Eleven O’clock I awoke with a mighty shock He was never home before dark On the drink he sailed his fine barque Past Eleven Eleven O’clock
Eleven Eleven O’clock I awoke with a mighty shock Those waters soon claimed his life And then they claimed his good wife That Eleven Eleven O’clock
Eleven Eleven O’clock I awoke with a mighty shock I then put myself to bed The lifeless child of the dead Eleven Eleven O’clock
Eleven Eleven O’clock I desperately turned off the clock To hide away from the shock No room for mem’ries to knock Eleven Eleven O’clock © 2014 LucyFeatured Review
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