Lullaby of Mother and New Born Child Abandoned in the Night

The Hudson sleeps
and the clouds sweep 
over the moon. 

I promise little dear
with this small  tear 
I will always love you.

Sleep, sleep, sleep
peace, peace, peace
the promise I grant you. 

This song is the fact
that your star remains intact
in my heart, steady and true.

The river’s lull,
the moons’s full glow
will always pull us through.

The path will be rough.
The road back tough.
Yet, my cloak will  surround you.

Startle not, this wet drop, 
is but my love pulled tight and true,
My love pulled tight and true.

Around me, within me,
within you, around you
sings the song of just us two.

The song I sing 
is but the sad  tune of this night.
It will not be the story of you!

My life has been rapture,
rupture and strife 
like all others in life.   

But you shall be more than my sorrow,
more than my wants, 
more than my sad thoughts.  

You will be the moon song.
The one that everyone sings 
to overcome the night!

It’s a matter of just time,
of just time, just  time,
time, time, time…

(All good lullabies have an undertow of grief, sorrow, anger mixed in with hopes and expectations projected into the future.  Though I don’t have kids, I did sing a lot of lullabies to my fur babies as they got sick with age,  could no longer climbs stairs and had to be cradled  in my arms every time they needed to go for a walk.).