Best Song Child Poems
One Night in a deep sleep
I heard it singing to me
I woke and stood in amazement
Rubbed my eyes in disbelief
It turned to face me
my heart began to race
but I was not afraid
I could feel it
a magical breeze of gentle music
somehow, someway I knew it was part of me
the rhythm, A sweet melody
it freed the little boy inside
Six strings playing that perfect hymn
that magical melody
it can never die
that magical guitar
playing with the glow of harmony
playing love and laughter for ever girl and boy
that magical guitar
its a special medicine for the world
that magical melody
just listen closely
you can hear the rhyming chimes
that magical guitar
hold it in your hands
that magical melody
close your eyes let it sing to you
that magical guitar
with every strum
another child smiles
that magical guitar
with every note another childs walks
that magical guitar
with every chord played
another child sings, dances, laughs and loves eternally
That magical guitar
and that magical melody
It was bucking bulls and cowboy busting broncos
And the challenge that accompanied each ride
That consumed the heart and mind of my young cowboy
And this fact my Buddy never tried to hide.
I recall the time we met in Kelly’s diner
He was busted up and feeling rather sore
But the cheque that paid the tab that I presented
Seemed to him to somehow even up the score.
He had eaten there that week and got acquainted,
And I somehow got to know this cowboy’s mind
while the flowers that he gave me on that Friday
Surely showed beside his toughness, he was kind.
We were married in the summer six months later,
On a Friday I recall so very well,
Because Fridays he would always buy me flowers
And then go and ride those bulls and broncs from hell.
Buddy always bought me flowers on a Friday
As he knew I feared the rides that lay ahead
But my man his heart and soul was in his riding
And I loved this cowboy that I planned to wed.
Yes he always bought me flowers on a Friday
And I loved this cowboy that I planned to wed.
All our friends had shared that special evening with us
And we raged and partied well into the night,
Then we slipped away to share the morning hours,
Til the dawn rose and revealed its splendid light.
We both showered and had breakfast at the roadhouse
Laughed and shared the joy that comes with wedded bliss,
But I sensed a certain tiredness in my Buddy
And I prayed he’d give the ride that day a miss.
Buddy drew the brindle bombshell riders hated
And that beast exploded when it left the chute,
Twisting left then right and suddenly it stumbled
And my Buddy he was crushed by that great brute.
When it came to say goodbye to my sweet lover
There was one thing that I vowed I’d always do
I would always bring him flowers on a Friday
And I’d tell his child about his father too.
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“Bud I’ll always bring you flowers on a Friday”
That’s the one thing that I vow I’ll always do.
Cause you always brought me flowers on a Friday
And your child will always bring you flowers too.
Yes I’ll always bring you flowers on a Friday
And your child will always bring you flowers too.
Two hearts beat, now beating faster; beating until they're one
Two souls breathe, now breathing deeper; breathing until they're done
Two lovers see forever, and forever is where they run
One child comes home tomorrow for life has just begun
Even when the rainbow's glowing, the skies can seem so gray
Even when the wind's not blowing, the tides can turn your way
And when the water's raging, beneath skies that seem so blue
It's just your body aging, and it has nothing to do with you
So now when our God comes calling, I'll hold your hand and stroke your hair
Yes, as snowflakes start falling, I will look for you everywhere
And Mother, as you start flying, remember as you rise above
Marlene, you are not dying, but finding everlasting love
One child goes home tomorrow to embrace the Father and the Son
One child who knows no sorrow, for life has just begun
Tonight a little child lays in her bed and cries
Her little fingers, clinging to her favorite teddy bear
Her blanket soak and wet, where she lies
For she was alone one more night, with her tears
Her mommy's left, for another night on the town
As she lays alone, in the darkness and her tears
Inside her tiny chest, she hears a little sound
As the dark quiet room, brings out her little fears
A little child left alone, a baby
Two little arms reaching out, to be held
Another Angel lays crying, for her mommy
As her whimper turns her tone, into a wale
As the lonely dark night, turns into day
Her restless soul catches up, to the man
He takes her little hand and leads her away
For her journey in life, has been ran
Her innocence all gone, scars left on her skin
Her face now blue, veins broken and torn
She was just a little Angel, that could never win
For she was pushed aside, since the day she was born
A little child left alone, a baby
Two little arms reaching out, to be held
Another Angel lays crying, for her mommy
As her whimper turns her tone, into a wale
Sleep child sleep bright
as Dream comes an' sits beside
to rock you in her gossamer wings
an' Ariel from the cowslip's bell, now lightly sings
Sleep child sleep bright
The moon flashes on you her silver light
an' sprinkles a beauty unmistaken
of sweet innocence an' silken charms from heaven
Sleep child sleep bright
Hope comes in her flight
Her feathered fingers tenderly at your hair
Lo! golden she turns them, an' stars strewn in the air!
Sleep child sleep bright
Titania's seen dancing in the faint sight
Roses bright hued, in her sun gold arms
Here she comes, to breathe into you her faerie charms!
Sleep child sleep bright
Sleeping beauty in joyous delight
treads softly now her feet light
to kiss you baby a sweet goodnight
Sleep child sleep bright!
Only my saviors childs are the this worlds capture
We sinners live to see the rapture
It was something more than a catastrophe
My conscience steadily asking me
Is the plan still to live life severe and disaster free?
My dreams are exhausted, seems temptation has reached the sky’s
Sinners become saints, attempting to figure which prophecy lies
Veins constantly bleeding, I can feel my soul leaving
Yet I’m forever breathing
The curse of Kane
No flu shots cause I’m never sneezing
Seems my misery is ever pleasing
And with the mourning after
I wonder why these children are your lords only capture
Yet we sinners live to see the rapture
Label me sexiest, homophobic, homosexuals baring arms in marriage
A third of the world is gone
Bury baby Jesus with charms in his carriage
Execution of minors
I guess there’s nothing in this life finer
Dear child I watched your mother scrub the windows of that diner
Who am I to say that you are wrong?
But who are you to weigh that child and determine if he’ll live long
Mr. President consistently stepping over hurricane victims
Misery no longer worry’s my pain, I can see it’s only a sitcom
Do you remember nine/eleven
Simply because that September, down south was your only heaven
And as you galloped with the clouds
Alqueda stood on it’s soil, it’s dust and dirt proud
But then again I’m wrong to speak out
But I guess making home is what being weak is about
A woman’s right is abortion
Perhaps it’s wrong but it’s only a portion
The tragedy’s we smile to see
The happy times are where we suffered above tiles to be
Breathing on my last breath
Leading my last steps
Of coarse the worlds gone end
But it seems my saviors childs are the worlds only capture