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               The day is over and the night is here, with her velvety blanket, coaxing me to rest my tired   being; but,the blanket lacks the warmth, Ma, the warmth of your embrace.

               As I lie down, the pillow cradles my head in its softness; but, I miss the softness that I felt in your lap, the softness that took the strain off my mind, and nudged my eyelids to rest for the day.

              As bedtime nears, I pine for  those nights of my childhood, when you lay by my side, patting my forehead, as you tucked me in bed; humming those soothing lullabies, or, taking me far away, to the distant lands of the kings and the queens -- a fantasy world, I could lose myself in.

              Ma, the world seems dark, and life, so cruel; there is a hollowness in my heart, and fear in my soul -- it does get lonely, you know, without you.

             If growing up meant being torn away from you, I would have asked for a lifetime of childhood, just so that I could spend it with you; its bedtime,Ma, and  sleep evades me, the tears just won't let me be!
[Lillie McFerrin Writes] Five Sentence Fiction - Bedtime



  1. Very tenderly composed...packs a lot in just five sentences.

    1. Thank you, for visiting my blog, Manish!

  2. "I would have asked for a lifetime of childhood, just so that I could spend it with you" I just loved this line. So touching that I now wish to have a time machine!!

    1. Yes, Vidya,at times, I wish so, too!

  3. Really touching this one, Shilpa.

  4. Such a touching take on the prompt, Shilpa. I wept a little at that last sentence :(

  5. Aww, so touching, sad and full of emotion, Shilpa. Sniff.

    1. It is for my mum, Cathy! I just can not live without her! :)


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