Poem of the Day: “Empty Cradles” by Rie Sheridan Rose

Songs of Eretz Poetry Review is pleased to present “Empty Cradles” by Rie Sheridan Rose.  Ms. Rose’s poems have appeared in Penumbra, The Voices Project, and Wolf Willow Magazine, as well as in several anthologies and chapbooks.

Empty Cradles

Rie Sheridan Rose

When I was a little girl

my baby doll was a

constant companion.

His name was Danny --

and I can tell you where

he is this minute...

As I grew up,

I dreamed of

white picket fences.

I was a 2.5 kid

kinda woman,

with Victorian tastes.

Husband one

came and went.

There will be time.

Husband two

given to the arms

of his lover.

And the nieces

and the nephews...

but there is still a chance.

Until there isn't

any more.

And husband three

says he wouldn't want

to be a dad anyway...

but the thought

that the

cradle will never rock

makes the new

niece in the family

all the more precious

and I

hurry faster

past

empty cradles.

Poet’s Notes:  I wrote this poem in 2007, soon after the birth of my youngest niece. I had always wanted children, and in 1997, I found out it was biologically impossible. It has made me cherish the children in my life even more--even if they aren't mine.

Editor’s Note:  Ms. Rose captures the sadness of the childless with poignancy and respect.  I am sure that her poem will resonate with many.  “Empty Cradles” first appeared on the Writers Cafe website.