Lullaby

I bring her face close to my heart,
The tears of the day make my baby cry.
I cover her in my loving embrace
And a mother sings a little lullaby.

Together we sway in a drowsy dream...

It's where stars twinkle down on us,
And black sheep give away their wool.
It's where roses ring-a-ring-a-ring,
And all things silly are very cool.

I look at her eyes now falling asleep...

I think about the days to come.
When she'll be ready for my stories.
Of wolves and camels, of bees and flowers,
And distant lands of knights and fairies.

I sniff her hair and plant a kiss...

It's only time when she will not be baby.
She'll jump out. Stand tall. Run away. Oh Why?
It's a whole life that a mother sees in there,
And we call it a little lullaby!