Funny Lullaby Novels & Stories

She hummed a tune quietly - the same tune from yesternight. I couldn't resist myself and ended up asking her,"What's the song that you're humming? I don't recognize that." "Oh, that," She let out a small laugh and held up one of the many painting on the bed. "It's the tune of the lullaby Farhan used to sing to me when I was a child." "That's beautiful." I smiled at her - her wide grin warming my heart. "Mille wouldn't let me hear the end of it if she hears this."

••Athara•• As I cradled our son in my arms, I hummed a soft lullaby that my mother used to sing to me when I was a child. The sweet melody filled the room, and my little boy’s eyes slowly began to flutter close. I closed my eyes too, breathing in the scent of his soft hair as I lost myself to the music. I put him to bed when he was quite asleep. "Sleep tight, my handsome little man," I said in the middle of humming the lullaby that made him close his eyes.

My heart swelled until it almost hurt. Lara followed my gaze and gave a crooked smile. “She’s beautiful. Got your stubborn nose though.” I laughed under my breath. “Poor kid.” Then Lara did something unexpected. She started singing… if you could call it that. A lullaby stumbled out of her, off-key and scratchy, like an old record that had been left in the sun. I burst into a full laugh. “Please,” I said between giggles, “don’t try that again. You’ll wake the entire floor.”

It’s been a very busy and exciting day for everyone now they are worn out. We do our normal routine of bedtime baths and lotion and end it with a lullaby that Shelly sings. Her voice is truly amazing. She could be a singer but she doesn’t feel comfortable enough doing so, which I understand. Her voice is calm and serene, each note carefully woven with love and tenderness. The melody floats on the air, a gentle symphony that seems to calm the very walls of the room. **"Hush, Little Baby"** Hush, little baby, don't say a word,

He says wickedly, and it suddenly makes sense. Son of a bitch! With a loud sigh, I look away from the woman to focus on the beautiful toddlers waving at her, one of them, the youngest, is being carried by Maisie who is finally smiling, but not at me! “Miss Natalia!” the eldest one squeaks and runs to me, a happy look on his face, he must be around five, blond hair and blue eyes, and a one billion dollars smile. “looks like Dominic had missed his favorite nurse!” Maisie says with a smile, saving me from the awkwardness of not recognizing the little boy, ruffling his hair a little bit, I say in a childish voice.

“Do Anaconda! And do the moves too!” “No!” Yells Zee. “Sing them a Fable song! Sing Déjà vu!” She’s only had one glass of champagne all night (that I know of, anyway) but she seems to be drunk on the very presence of the boys, and has been in a dazed, happy stupor for most of the day. “Ahem,” Lyall says. “I’m de birthday boy, and I want a love song.” His face flushes again as he says this. “Or something Irish. A ballad from de old country would be just fine.”

Let go of your troubles, let them fade away And listen to my voice, let it guide you to a peaceful state Sleep now, my precious little darlings, drift away to dreams Let the night embrace you, hear the lullaby it sings I'll keep watch over you, I'll keep you safe and warm Until the morning light, until the break of dawn You don't have to worry, you don't have to be afraid I'll protect you always, I'll never let you stray Just rest now, my precious little darlings, let your worries fade I'll be here beside you, I'll be here always Sleep now, my precious little darlings, drift away to dreams Let the night embrace you, hear the lullaby it sings I'll keep watch over you, I'll keep you safe and w