May 2016
Sleep well, my little child
For the winds will sing you to sleep
And the rain will frost your lips
Sleep well, my little child
Let the dirt warm your cold face
And the dark take your breath
Sleep well, my little child
Don't rise from your deep place
And know who I really am...
For the winds will sing you to sleep
And the rain will frost your lips
Sleep well, my little child
Let the dirt warm your cold face
And the dark take your breath
Sleep well, my little child
Don't rise from your deep place
And know who I really am...
Something I wrote for a friend. It ended up being really funny to me.
