01 April 2012


Go to sleep, little baby.
Go to sleep, my dear. 
Mama's here, little baby.
There's nothing to fear.

Winkin, blinkin, and nod
Are waiting for you to come play.
Lay down and rest your bod,
Sleep off the cares of day.

Mama's here to watch you, 
And keep you close all night.
Mama will always love you.
So now, little dear, sleep tight.

The other day I felt the urge to wrote a lullaby. This is it. Not terrible, but it's a good thing babies don't critique poetry.

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