This poem is actually a lullaby that was born out of necessity. My young son is teething and was up most the night. His mobile plays a lovely Mozart tune that had no words. Now it does.
Softly the moon
Breathes a clear tune.
The oceans and seas will roar with delight.
Softly the breeze
Rustles the trees.
They sing to the earth a lullaby bright.
Softly the earth
Awaits a rebirth
That comes with the sun and the morning light.
Soft, your eyes close.
How fair your repose.
May sweet dreams and peace attend you tonight.
The stars of the heavens glimmer and shimmer,
Over the sleeping world they shed their pure light.
Softly the moon
Breathes a clear tune.
The oceans and seas will roar with delight.
Softly you sleep.
My prayers with you keep.
You’re my child forever. I love you. Good night.
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