The Angels Fly By
Mr. Sandman is comin; lay down your sweet head.
Prepare for the wonderment as I tuck you in bed.
Don’t open those eyes until the mornin is here. Or
You’ll miss the beautiful angels singin, my dear.
O’ hear their voices so heavenly sweet.
Singin songs of lullabies and touchin your feet.
Kissin your tiny nose with touches of silk,
And rubbin your tummy with heavenly milk.
Sleep my little one ‘til your night is all through,
And when you awake, mommy will be runnin to you.
She’ll hold you and love you, like the angels on high.
And kiss you so tenderly, as those angels fly by.
Written by,
Bonnie May
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Beautiful image and an incomparable penning . . . SUPERB!!
LOve & Hugs,
Lance
Love and hugs forever
Edwin
Georg