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angel of night decends from rails of sky
to hum a kiss ...my slumber's lullaby. *
A Childs Holy Lullabye
Children crying everywhere
Where is their hope, there're in despair;
Where are the earthen, fathers;
Fly away, butterfly, fly away;
Little boy go to your mother;
Fly away, butterfly, fly away;
Birds in the air, everywhere;
Birds in the air;
Where do they go, dancing in the clouds?
Shaking up the clouds, rustling of their wings;
Making drops of rain fall down from the skies;
God is real, He’s real God so real;
I can feel, I can feel, I can feel Him in me;
My Jesus loves me, I can feel almost see ahh yes, he’s here right here in my heart, my heart;
Little girl don’t you cry;
Don’t know who or even why;
Daddy’s here carrying you;
Instead of four footsteps there’s only two;
Daddy God is carrying you;
Walking through cherishing you;
Holding you, guiding you, there’re nothing He won’t prove;
God is real, He’s real God so real;
I can feel, I can feel, I can feel Him in me;
My Jesus loves me, I can feel almost see ahh yes, he’s here right here in my heart, my heart;
2/7/09
Written words & music arranged by James E. Lee Sr. ©2009
birds singing their joy
the wind swishing the trees
rain hitting the ground
Rest little darling
Close your eyes,
Dream little darling
Sleepy-byes.
Babies and children
all asleep,
Night-time comes
for those to sleep.
Moon and stars are
way up high,
Just for you to
beddy-bye.
Rest little sweetie
Close your eyes,
Dream little sweetie
Sleepy-byes.
11/03/21
Lithsome little lass of mine – always laughing -
lingering outside, you luxuriate in sun’s last light.
I see you leap gleefully in the field lush with lilies.
My silly daffodil, you long to pluck the last rays of twilight!
Can I lure my darling lamb inside with luscious lemon pie?
Let me bathe you, Lilah. Later, the night shall surely creep.
Lay your sleepy head, Love, on the pillow; listen as I sing
a lilting melody to lull my lovely little girl to sleep.
Dec. 12, 2020 N/A in Alliteration contest
for Brian Strand's Podium Placing Promise(3) Poetry Contest
Close your eyes my darlin' girl,
day is done, time for dreams to unfurl.
Dream of pretty ponies p r a n c i n g by,
of fairies and princesses as well,
maybe even visit Tinkerbelle.
Dream of having wings to f l y
then soar through rainbow tinted sky,
up where angels dwell.
higher
higher,
rising
Angels will keep watch
as you dream your sweetest dreams
cocooned in loves warm mantle.
Sleep, my darlin', sleep
until morning rises fair.
Follow your dreams where they lead.
9/28/16
For Laura Loo's Three Style II contest
Tied for 2nd Place
My love is like a melody rocking me to sleep
My love is like a solid anchor pulling me down deep
My love is like a soothing voice
Saying nighty night
My love is like a rampaged rage
Saying hold on tight
My love is like a shooting star
Blazing through the sky
But no matter how I grow or change
My love will never die
Go to sleep
My little one
The Sun has gone to bed
Time to wish upon a star
And rest your weary head
Come lay your ear on my breast
Lets snuggle for awhile
And listen as you drift away
To the sandman calling to you
I'll kiss your head and tuck you in
I'll say a tiny prayer for your soul
As you prepare tonight
For tomorrows light
Another day of fun
LET ME SING YOU A LULLABYE
To the child that was in the womb for nine months
But never had a chance to breath the breath of life
You are a angel in heaven
Let me sing you a lullabye
To the child that hungers for love
But only has known abuse of their innocense
I pray you are found and given a hug
Let me sing you a lullabye
To the child that is hidden somewhere
Waiting and wonders why hasn't anyone found them
I pray you are found and set free
Let me sing you a lullabye
To the child that was playing outside
A accident took their life too soon
I pray for you peace and hearts go out to the families
Let me sing you a lullabye
Everyday we cannot escape it, always on the news
SO SAD, WHY, a tragic story
I can only want to hold you so softy and comfort you
Sing to you a lullabye
Written by: Debra M. Falgout
Whisper
Soft lullabies
A mother's melody
Soothingly shushes fretful cries
Precious.
Kim Merryman
For nette onclaud's Melody of Cinquain contest 2nd place win
9/8/11
For PD's 2nd place winners contest
Quiet sadness...
Locked up inside...
Her eyes tell a story...
A sweet lullabye...
Outside her window...
A make believe world...
Talking to angels...
She's a lost little girl...
Yesterdays daydreams...
a picturesque sky...
With shadows that haunt her...
Sweet, soft lullabye...
Never coming down from the clouds...
She is lost...
A never ending daydream...
Reflecting her loss...
Crying out for freedom...
She looksto the stars...
A lullabye for Aimie...
Don't forget who you are...
copyright2011@jaynesumner
Simply be, My child.
Simply, be My child.
rain on a tin roof
songs sung by angels on high
summer's lullabye
Hush little baby, it’s all right,
Go on and get some sleep tonight.
I will be here when you rise.
Go on and rest your weary eyes.
Hush little baby, don’t make a sound,
Remember me when I’m not around.
I am watching you where you lie.
Quiet little baby, please don’t cry.
Hush little baby, don’t make a move,
Your body is mine to sooth.
Take a breath, release it slow.
I will be with you wherever you go.
Hush little baby, hold on tight,
I'll love you with all my might.
I promise you that I will wait.
Arms wide open at Heavens gate.
Lullabye
All smelling sweet with powder and of milk
‘Tis time to cuddle in your cosy bed
Mid golden hair that feels like watered silk
Are kisses showered on your curly head
Now comes the hour when soft the lamplight glows
And casts an evening shadow on the wall
Your baby cheeks are lightly brushed with rose
No more the dew from drowsy eyelids fall
So hush now babe there is no fear of harm
To dreamland, drifting slowly, you will creep
The hands that hold you closely, safe and warm
Will rock you gently til you fall asleep
The clear blue eyes in peaceful slumber close
And little baby sleeps in sweet repose
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