Feel the warmth of mother's arms
Beneath your fuzzy head
Feel the rocking of the chair
And the warmth of mother's breath.
Hear the soft notes floating by
Drift away on them
Wrap yourself in lullaby
A blanket for within.
Do not fret and stir or cry
Let worries slip away
Tomorrow will come on its own
Chasing this day away.
Allow yourself to leave the shore
And drift to sleep once more.
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