Little Things in Life

A Lullaby

A mother sings to her child, 

and a brother hugs a sibling.

A father plays with his son,

and a sister soothes another.

A sweet, hushed lullaby,

it floats in the air,

alighting the sun and stars.

A soft little music note.

And the dreams come to me,

and I beg them to stay.

And they do,

they do.

And everywhere,

we all hear this lullaby.

And it slowly sweeps us,

sweeps us away from our worries.

And those weeping people,

those heartbroken humans,

are finally in warm arms,

and the lullaby lolls away.

And even though dawn it coming,

we all beg this symphony to stay.

And it does,

it does.