By Original Work
Hush %s gentle lamb,
We drift away on mama's breast,
With morning light coming in our hearts,
And beneath the stars.
Through fields of green we roam,
Where echoes softly call,
The heart finds a home,
And soft shines through all.
Let laughter fill the air,
And light fill our souls,
For years beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So drift away and play, friends,
With morning light coming filling each day,
Till hearts guide us home again,
And we find our home for aye.
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