Day Twenty-Six~Write a Poem

Little girl in bed at night,

Feels scared, feels fright.

Mother by her bed she stands,

Gives to little girl her hand.

Mother kissed her, bending low,

Began to sing so soft and slow.

If you just take my hand,

I'll take you 'cross the land.

Up so high,

Like birds in the sky.

We'll dance on the clouds,

Spin round and round.

Then laugh so hard we cry.

So even if you're all along,

And very far away from home.

I promise that you'll be fine,

Only remember this lullaby.

Little girl has grown up fast.

Her bad dream days are in the past.

She's going away to college now.

Mother hugs her, kisses her brow.

Mother tells girl of a promise to keep.

Wither awake or wither asleep.

You are going far from home,

And if you ever feel alone,

You know that you'll be fine.

Please just remember the lullaby.

Little girl continued her life,

Fought through the pain and the strife.

Sometimes the only reason she got by,

Was because she remember the lullaby.

Little girl married, kids of her own,

Goes to see Mother at the old folks home.

Holding doll she thinks little girl,

Mother sit wrapped in a blanket curled.

Little girl gets down on her knees.

Tears in her eyes, she begins to sing.

If you just take my hand,

I'll take you 'cross the land,

Up so high,

Like birds in the sky.

We'll dance on the clouds,

Spin round and round.

Then laugh so hard we cry.

So even if you're all alone,

And all your memories had flown,

I promise that you'll be fine,

If you only remember the lullaby.