Oct 2016
"Shush now child, you lay your head down, go to sleep right on my chest. Bombs are ringing out the windows, rock us both to sleep or death. Feel the warmness, feel my smile, feel the trickle of my tears. Baby girl just know I love you, heaven’s gates are shining near."
I imagine this being sung to the tune of the classic Christian hymn, 'Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing'.
