His voice
Like a lullaby
Slow, soft
Monotonous.

I try,
I really do.
I try
To stay focused
On the words of his song
That endless lullaby.

But my mind
It sways
Like a swing.
Slow at first
Then picking up pace
Here, there
This and that
Till I have been transported
Elsewhere.

Abruptly
I stop
Shake it out
It needs to stop.

I bring myself back
To focus on
The words
Of his song.

A minute later
That much needed focus
Eludes me
And I begin to sway…
Again.