Ciaran's Cradle Song Poem by Francie Lynch

We can't repeat
Your inner sleep
Of solitude and peace.
But by your feet,
While you sleep,
Angels guard you always.

So, Sleep, Ciaran. Sleep,
Let no one claim your dreams;
Listen to your childhood rhymes;
Worry not of place or time,
For all is still
As it seems.

Oh! Sleep, Angel. Sleep.
Shield your heart
As a secret power
In your waking hours.
Spread your winged smile
With candescent light
To brighten, and alit
Where Angels sleep.

Sleep, Angel. Sleep.