Hanging Over The Cradle Poem by Autumn Winds

Hanging Over The Cradle



Hanging over the cradle
Are three little stars
One for night
One for day
And one for twilight

Simple little lullabies
Play on as they move
Round and round in a circle
The tiny stars
Dance and spin

Slowly melodies play
Like a child's jewelry box
Filled with glittery trinkets
Like beautiful stars
Out in the night sky

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Autumn Winds

Autumn Winds

Sanfrancisco, California
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