Lullaby
Sweet child,
With eyes full of slumber,
On yawns of sleepy wonder,
My darling of the night.
Rest child,
Let those eyes close to dreaming,
That land of imaginary meaning,
My lovely sleepy babe.
Sweet child,
In lands of rainbow bridges,
That world of chocolate ridges,
My tired precious one.
Run free child,
In your place of endless playing,
Where you know what the animals are saying,
In dreams made for you.
When you awake,
I’ll be here for you waiting,
With arms made for hugging,
My very special child.
Sweat dreams…
Copyright © Paul Rees-Jones | Year Posted 2010
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