Hanging Over The Cradle
Hanging over the cradle
Are three little stars
One for night
One for day
And one for twilight
Simple little lullabies
Play on as they move
Round and round in a circle
The tiny stars
Dance and spin
Slowly melodies play
Like a child's jewelry box
Filled with glittery trinkets
Like beautiful stars
Out in the night sky
poem by Autumn Winds
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