Simple Lullaby

Livi, won't you go to sleep
and rest your little eyes?
Livi, don't you want to dream
while life flows sweetly by?

Livi, won't you try and dream
of things that stoke a mind pristine--
No words for anything you see
but recognized in time?

Perhaps you dream in colors, then?
Or feelings that are there?
What subjects fill a little head
that still is unaware?

Could it be shapes that catch your eye?
A fleeting glimpse as things go by?
Your Mommy's face, or Daddy's hand,
or movement of the ceiling fan?

Innocence dreams innocence
and dreams can set us free--
Take every opportunity
to bask in purity

So Livi, won't you try to sleep
while life flows sweetly by?
All too soon you'll long to keep
the bounty of a baby's sleep,
that simple lullaby.

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