Here you will find the Poem Sleep Waltz of poet Terence Winch
for MCW Get old enough so you won't have much to fear. By then, the music plays inside your head and everything beautiful must be learned by ear. In the bathroom mirror I behold my wear and tear. In our bedroom I try to levitate in bed. Get old enough so you won't have much to fear. Meanwhile, my son at six wants to keep me near and we sing together every night head to head. So everything beautiful must be learned by ear. His father's tunes, though, will one day disappear beyond today's routines and daily bread. But get old enough so you won't have much to fear. Remembering my mother was my first career and the songs surrounding her on which I fed, knowing everything beautiful must be learned by ear. We may waltz in the kitchen now, my dear, or dance out of time in our sleep instead. Get old enough so you have nothing left to fear. Everything beautiful must be learned by ear.