Lullaby Of My Mother Poem by vijay gupta

Lullaby of my mother
Stars were twinkling and looking
as they were clapping on
the lullaby of my mother.
It was early night and she was singing
for the sound sleep of my little sister.
Cool and mild breeze was blowing
and it was kissing and wrapping her
like a baby does with gay.
Moon was coming slowing and slowly on her head
to hear her sweet voice and
was spreading its cool and silver rays
like someone is praying God with flower.
Suddenly she fell in sleep and
the silence wrapped the world.
Later morning came with light and
a new message for the next day.