3:00am Lullabies (Poetry)

Sing a song my sweet

Sing a song and go to sleep

Lullabies caught in my head

Body resting, warm in bed

Smile a tired smile

You’ve walked a thousand miles

Rest and know tomorrow’s light

Will ease the aching in your mind

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