Go To Sleep My Little Son Poem by Paul Henry Dallaire

Chorus:
Go to sleep my little son and dream of things and toys
And I will pray for you while I'm away
Your too young my little man but try to understand
Why daddy had to go don't shed a tear

I can't sleep dear ol dad cause I feel so sad
It's hard for me to tell what's wrong or right
I kneel down at my bed side say a prayer every night
And wish that God will help along the way

In the springtime of our years we laughed and were so near
But I have reaped the seeds that I have sowed
Now in the yard I see a man walking hand in hand
With a boy like we used to you and me

Now it's the autumn of my years and I dream of days gone by
And I wonder just how your moma's doing
She's as pretty as before dad oh I long to see once more
Before the years have turned my hair to snow

Paul Henry Dallaire
Paul Henry Pub.
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