MOTHER'S LULLABY

Snuggle closer little one
And rest your sleepy head
Sandman's coming nearer dear
You'll soon want your warm bed.
Cuddle close curly locks
Dream a dream of sweet things.
Never fear for another rocks
Her child to sleep by singing...
Lullabies of days gone by
Of fairies and of kings
Lullabies of days of yore
Of magic elfin rings
So with these things dear
Dream away, into a slumber deep
And gently she will close the light
And you her little one...sleep