My ramblings....

Lullaby

I always was a whimsicle child
Caught up,
some would say for far to long
In my imagination
The creation of how life should be
Or could be, in distant lands, and in the deep of the forest
And I loved lullabys
Haunting, beautiful songs
That spread thin the day's light
Till my breath held deep
With only the notes to keep me on

"Hush-a-bye don't you cry,
Go to sleep-y, little baby.
When you wake you shall have
All the pretty little horses.
Blacks and bays, dapple grays,
Coach and six white horses.
Hush-a-bye don't you cry,
Go to sleep-y, little baby"

posted by Unknown @ 9:27 PM