Lullaby, oh lullaby
to you that's sung to me at night.
Lullaby, oh Lullaby
to hunt away my fears and frights.
Lullaby, sweet lullaby
you that make the stars ignite.
Tonight I heard a lullaby
about a hero, a prince, a knight.
A lullaby of a princess
who to the fair, she gives life.
A song about the misty winds
and frozen flights,
that shines the worlds
with love and light.
And if this song
should ever be hear
I only hope
that my heart is enough
to fill you with emotions
of endless love.
But meanwhile the night goes on,
as the lullaby is heard by distances afar.
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Ti'll I awake at Dawn
PoetryMy first poetry book published on this site. Can the heart be condemned for wanting more than darkness? Is life really too much to ask? Or have our sins cover us in such a way that it prevented us from seeking what is true in life: love, joy and the...
