O’ Sleep my little baby, don’t you cry
Exquisite, soothing, her voice a melody from the temples of Heaven
The best life has ever known
Beautiful she is, a collection of pearls, on a jaded stone
Tender like petals of white Roses, her touch
Her words, fragrance from an open door
With precisions, praises and passion, she cuddles
With the hands of the potter, we were raised from the cradle
With the grin painted on her face, she glows, each time she recites the LORD’s PRAYER
Together we stay close, in perilous times
Like strings of an Acoustic guitar
Her Arms, a fortress, a balm to our comfort, a shelter in stormy weather
An Endless story you are, from fountains of ever flowing joy
We say God bless.
We love you MAMA
