A Child's Lullaby

Close your eyes, my dear.

Let the breeze from the window tickle across your cheeks

and flutter your eyes till you fall asleep.

The day has been long,

you have been strong,

wrestling through the weeds,

till you found yourself in a meadow with trees.

Close your eyes, my dear.

Escape to a dream.

(m.m)

 

 

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