Broken Lights

Broken Lights The Christmas tree lights are so dark this year; And the wee baby in my arms won’t smile, Nor giggle at bright colors of last year, Shedding her infant glee and happy charm. I will sing to the child a lullaby About another dear babe a’sleeping. While the world awoke to His precious birth As His face was the light it was seeking. Lullaby, Lulla-loo, Stars in the sky Your brilliance leading angels to streaming; And the moon grins, too, to comfort you, Your eyes will be so bright at its beaming. Lullaby, Lulla-loo, Stars in the sky, Shine for my baby, ‘til new lights come through.