Lullaby Poem by Melinda Butterfield
Lullaby
Clear streams, moon beams, these are the good things
we dream about when we're asleep. Soft rain in your eyes
please baby don't cry. This is your lullaby.
Winter's wind has blown through, leaving you behind, but, I know
when you want to, you'll seek and then you'll find
Roses, Rainbows, Somebody who knows
to sing to you your lullaby. God bless you with your lullaby.
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4/19/2024 5:07:34 PM # 1.0.0.1119
beautiful and tender lovely poem