18 November 2011

Baby Go to Sleep

He thought we'd walked enough that day.
Abruptly, he stopped and sat down.
When Asa was a baby, I made up a lull-a-bye for him. The tone was just the same five notes, over and over. Worked like a charm. Asa can't remember it, of course, but I've sung it a few times since.

Asa go to sleep,
Dream of wandering sheep
Fishies in the deep
Willows all a-weep

Sleep the sleep of dreams,
Hills of deepest greens
Fireflies and moonbeams
Snowy mountain streams

Asa's dreams be sweet,
Fields of golden wheat
Shimmering city streets
All the friends you'll meet

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