Little one do not cry
Look at me with those big brown eyes
Listen to the song of my lullaby
Now I lay you down with me
To protect you my soul to keep
Let the lord be with you through the years
To let him wipe away all your tears
For if I die then you shall cry
Then god shall lay you down with him
To protect your soul
We both shall be there through the years
Then he shall wipe away both our tears
A contest entry
- Berceuse by ea.
1000 points, ended July 7, 2008, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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good job i like it. keep up the good work


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Hi, Let's start with the title; I think maybe you meant "prayer". I just looked at your page so I think I have a pretty good idea where this is coming from. All the best to you and your friend and her sick child, Jaden. I hope your lullaby will be a comfort to you all.
