lullaby

[kissmybajo]

rock a bye, baby's not swinging from a tree
sleepy eyed curled up gazing longingly
go ahead and slip slide lackadaisically
to a world of green fields day dreams and poppies

and the birds will be singing
a sweet summer day's song
and the bees will be humming
a sweet summer day's song

when the beauty shifts from green to golden red
your quiet bed of daisies is my hand beneath your head
wake up little one your dreaming day is done
time to drag your droopy eyes out to greet the sun

and the birds will be singing
a sweet summer day's song
and the bees will be humming
a sweet summer day's song