06 June 2008

A lullaby I wrote for Jane

Sometimes it rains all night
and then with the morning light
it comes with the smell of a new day
with the first light of the sun

sometimes it's quiet all night
and then with the morning light
it comes with the sound of the bird's song
with the first light of the sun

sometimes you're awake all night
and then with the morning light
it comes and your eyes close
with the first light of the sun

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