Sweet baby of hers
Asleep on her shoulder,
She holds her close
As you drift in slumber,
She dreams of days
And years to come--
The treasure love holds
For you, little one.
Your warm baby's breath
Is so "tender sweet"--
With slow sleepy rhythm
As you dream away, dream.
She cradles your hand
In her own and prays
Love's blessings on you,
And she thanks him each day--
For the lessons of life
They'll learn from each other;
T'will be her blessing
To treasure forever.