I sang and cooed a lullaby

I sang and sang until it died

The song held such a wild cry

Evening approached before I sighed

I held him in my arms so long

Forgetting things so I am told

Feeling my age and no less bold

I walked out of the room on a devilish stroll

I walked and walked, and walked some more

Walked so long I lost the floor

Walked enough I forgot what’s sore

Walking helped me lose the score

But then I walked into a soul

A soul just out, taking a stroll

She smiled lightly and eyed my toll

Saying nothing but filling the hole

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I'm a high school English teacher in Texas. I also hold degrees in radiography and radio and television broadcasting. Though I obtained certain knowledge and skills from my prior degrees, I do not currently use them.