Cradle Song
Little baby,so snugly sleep
sweet dream,dear child,no longer weep,
in these arms slumber deep;
Dearest ,darling,beloved child,
so innocent,so meek and mild,
we in wonder,beguiled;
Precious,perfect in miniature,
voicing gurgled thoughts so pure,
in these arms slumber sure;
A gift from heaven,all suppose,
blessed in this quiet repose,
safe,secure,as you doze.
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2010
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