David Herbert Lawrence

Here you will find the Poem A Baby Asleep after Pain of poet David Herbert Lawrence

A Baby Asleep after Pain

As a drenched, drowned bee 
Hangs numb and heavy from a bending flower, 
 So clings to me 
My baby, her brown hair brushed with wet tears 
 And laid against her cheek;
Her soft white legs hanging heavily over my arm 
Swinging heavily to my movements as I walk. 
 My sleeping baby hangs upon my life, 
Like a burden she hangs on me. 
 She has always seemed so light,
But now she is wet with tears and numb with pain 
Even her floating hair sinks heavily, 
 Reaching downwards; 
As the wings of a drenched, drowned bee 
 Are a heaviness, and a weariness.