Lullaby!

 Lullaby!

In the soft-stillness of a child’s bedroom a mother
prays her progeny’s holy-nighttime sacred-psalm---
“Amen!” she whispers…followed by a reverent echo.
 
“Prayer comforts a pure heart.” Mommy allows.
“Music soars a spirit-wild.” Compliments the child.
“Love! Sings-our-prayer!” Concludes Dear-Mother.
 
Stroking soft silky-strands, “Mommy” comforts
her child upon a bosom-tender as she silent-prays
Thanksgiving for the blessing and dares selfish-hope
for God’s protection and a satiating ‘happy”-life.
 
When, at last, the tiny head lays heavy, she slips a
thin arm away, gently kisses the tender cheek laying
soft hand upon the forehead-cool, smiling tenderly.
 
“Good night! My child! Pleasant dreams!
---Happy life!...One day, true-Love! Amen!”
 
And---of-innocence is-born…Oh! Sacred-Truth!
 
Now---I-lay me-down to-sleep…
Safe! Comfort-warm! Peace!-keep
 
Amen!