Grandma's Sparkling Stardust
Sleep won't come. They toss and turn
I run my fingers through their hair
Reaching skyward, I capture handfuls of
"Sparking Stardust", a shimmering, glittering
Kaleidescope of color. Sparkling silver
Flaming fuschia, ravishing ruby, vibrant
Violet, marvelous magenta and glittering gold.
I sprinkle handfuls over sweet, angelic faces.
With the sound of my voice I paint a picture
Of celestial beauty as eyes are getting sleepy
V-e-r-y sleepy, as Grandma's Sparkling Stardust
Does its magical work. Two six year old twin
Girls are drifting off to sleep.
WOW!! This stuff really works! The power of
Suggestion is truly amazing!! Sweet dreams.
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