Humming softly as you gently
rock me in my crib; a sweet tune
of a cherub's heavenly tone
in harmonious melody of
a song celestial and divine.
Sweetly whispering low my name
as you lay me to slumber in
my crib of infantile sweet dream
while the angels watch over me.
Your own cherubic voice fills me
with music ingrained in my soul
that deepens my longing for you;
the music of love and kindness
etched in memory of my youth.
I need your compassion to guide
me through the storms of strifes' beguile;
a life full of tempests and woes.
hum, sing, whisper the music of
an angel heavenly divine.
~greenmeadow~
2/17/2006