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"I don't have any talent for music, either to sing or play an instrument. But the lullaby I tune, puts my baby to sleep and am sure, it resonates and leaves soothing echoes in the little heart"- By Poet


Oh, my little darling, fret no more.
Close your eyes and go to sleep.
Here, your mom is by your side,
Singing lullabies, sweet and cherished.

All sounds are stilled for you to sleep in quiet.
All lights are out that no beam hurts your eyes.
All storms, calmed that to a blissful rest you glide.
No horrifying dreams to rob you of your snooze.

Sleep, sleep, rocking in the sea of joy.
Sleep, sleep close to your mother’s throbbing heart.
Sleep, sleep, listening to this gentle lay I tune.
Sleep, sleep to wake to the miracle of life.

Fear not, around you much love abounds.
And legions of angels to guard your sleep.
Thy eyes shall hither new beauties behold,
And many a marvel for you to rejoice.

It’s for you the stars twinkle and gleam.
It’s for you the breeze hums sweet and blest.
It’s for you the buds open at the fall of gloom.
It’s for you the glow worms scatter rays of gold.

Now hush my baby, sleep my child
Lying below this smiling silver moon
Good night darling, drift away,
To the land of dreams where fairies live

Conceived within before you were born.
Called you names and caressed you soft.
Cuddled you tight and kept you safe.
In the secret chamber of my maiden heart.

I pledge your soul to God our Lord.
May He watch you through the gloom!
I consign my babe to His sacred trust,
And bid you away to dream’s Never, Never land.

Sleep, sleep, rocking in the sea of joy,
Sleep, sleep close to your mother’s throbbing heart~
Sleep, sleep, listening to this gentle lay I tune
Sleep, sleep, to wake to the miracle of life

March .15. 2023

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