The one that logged beneath me,
Leaching to my ethereal body.
A voyage,
Steered by an eclipse.
My thoughts that clogged her spirit.

I put my baby to sleep,
Feeding her a spoonful of hope,
Dormant her little screech.
I put my baby to sleep.

Hush baby,
A mother knows what she knows best.
A dragon that breathes fire,
Lying under my breast.

Hoarding the treasure,
With pride, she naps.
Memories of distance love,
Rejuvenating what she had.

My baby is sleeping,
So I try to keep it quite.
I stand with poise.
So my baby can sleep tonight.

I can hear a crumble,
Of the new that is awaking.
I am getting old and frail,
And she is showing her teeth.