Rock my baby to sleep
Sing to her through the storm
Thick forests or knee deep snow
Everybody knows, that’s when the test
Becomes turbulent, when the wind blows
From east to west, dust flies in our face
Funnel clouds bring a dose of reality
And our plate suddenly seems too full
Sing to my child, the infant beginnings
Of a soul ready to do good
In a world that can hardly spell or explain
What it means to do right for the sake
Of a face you’ll never get to meet
No prize, no gratification
Just a spirit enlightened
And a heart elated
By a conscious effort to be at peace
Beautiful! A perfect way to start the new year🥂
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