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.