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Jan 2011
My lullaby has gone to seek the hand that rocks the cradle
Regardless of his absence, I will sleep
Clever though he be
Rest will never run from me
As my lullaby, my song
Does not keep

I listen to celestial music, sweetly streaming from the stars
Lifting up in glory, there on high
See them breaking rank
In my twinkling eyes
Lulling me to peaceful sleep
From afar

Quite a fix could stand above my head in a reckless aftermath
If my lullaby were the keeper of my song
The one I hold here in my heart
Strolling down night's path
My lullaby seeks
I still sleep

While my stars laugh………..
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
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Neva Flores Varga Smith
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Neva Flores Varga Smith  53/F/Rochester NY
(53/F/Rochester NY)   
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