Lullaby Poem by soren Barrett

Lullaby



Oh little child, so tender and sweet
Come, lift me off my feet
Build me a swing, push me high
My head through a noose, I'll swing till I die
The wind blows a chill
Now my body's so still
Are you cold?
Let me you enfold
From dust was my birth
Tuck me in, with a blanket of earth
Sleep little child
So tender and mild

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