Lullabies Poems Novels & Stories

God. And began singing. Fair. Not a real song. Reasonable honestly. Not anything from television. Not anything taught by adults. God. Just a Lily song. Fair. Tiny made-up words. Random melody. Reasonable. Completely imperfect. God. Completely beautiful. Fair. The nursery became quiet except for her voice. Reasonable. Soft. Gentle. God. And somehow... the baby stopped crying. Fair. Not immediately. Reasonable. Slowly. God. The cries grew softer.

"When I was little. A lullaby. I can hear it sometimes, but the words are gone. Just the shape of it." Damian shifts, reaches for the lamp. The light is soft, yellow, making the shadows long. "What did it sound like?" I close my eyes, try to find the melody. "Hush now, little one, the moon is bright. Mama's here to hold you tight. Sleep, my love, beneath the stars. You are safe, no matter where you are." My voice cracks. "Something like that. I think." He's quiet for a moment. "That's beautiful."

He whimpers, his brows creased together. Taking a seat on the bed, "Dorme ogni bimbo di questo mondo, Sogna di fare un bel girotondo, Insieme a tutti gli animaletti, Il più bel sogno farà" I run my hand softly through his hair while humming one of my favorite lullabies, and his face begins to lighten up. I continued to hum at least for another five minutes before getting to my feet, picking up the tray of snacks, and making my way out of the room and downstairs.

“Can you sing me a lullaby, Mommy?” The innocent request warms my heart, and I nod, perching on the edge of the bed. Slowly, gently, I hum the soothing tune of a familiar lullaby. Miles, comforted by the sound of my voice, begins to drift off almost right away. I watch him, still humming and gently stroking his dark hair, until his breathing evens out.

"Of course, old chap. Belly breathing. Imagine the safest place you ever can imagine, maybe in the room, maybe in Papa's arms, maybe playing in sunshine outside. Imagine all the nice people. Imagine the Moon inscribing your name in silver script across the sky. All that good imagining will drive out any naughty dream." He buried himself further into his pillow, pillow wolf snugly wrapped around his chin. "Will you sing the lullaby? The one you used to sing when I was a baby?" My heart hurt with love so powerful it pounded. "Of course, baby." I began to hum this song that I had hummed to him so many times in the past, first as a cranky infant, then as a toddler tantrum, now as these larger fe

Till the sky's bright with dawn, when you wake with a yawn Lullaby, and good night, you are mother's delight I'll protect you from harm, and you'll wake in my arms Sleepyhead, close your eyes, for I'm right beside you Guardian angels are near, so sleep without fear Lullaby, and good night, with roses be-dight Lilies o'er head, lay thee down in thy bed Lullaby, and good night, you are mother's delight I'll protect you from harm, and you'll wake in my arms Lullaby, and sleep tight, my darling sleeping On sheets white as cream, with the head full of dreams Sleepyhead, close your eyes, I'm right beside you Lay thee down now and rest, may you slumber the best Go to sleep, little one, think of pup

You said you wouldn't wait You said you wouldn't cry It's a very late night Oh, it's a very long goodbye Can we stay like this for a little longer Yes, even though this is a dream that will be forgotten Close your eyes I will put you to your last sleep My lullaby Baby sweet goodnight There won't be any scary dream Your long, never-ending days Please just let them go now Should I just hug you silently? The dream is almost ending already But I will let go of my heart And sing you the last song My lullaby Baby sweet good night There won't be any scary dream Your endless long sorrows Please just let them go now...

he said then started humming, after a few seconds he sang a lullaby for her. "When tears appear in your eye, seeing this, the sky also cry. When you stop, crying and close your eyes, fairies will come and take you to the sky. They will swing you in the star and will travel you to the moon so far. So close your eyes completely... Not less, and then sleep happily, oh my dear princess..." The youth lullaby continued until the girl was completely seized in her sleep when ae saw that she fell into her deep sleep, he stopped singing.

Lily's eyebrow joined on her forehead as she looked at the boy surprised. "What are you doing?" She asked. "Singing for you to sleep," replied Joshua happily. Lily's jaw dropped. It did not stop Joshua who started singing another lullaby and stroking Lily's hair gently like a baby. "Go to sleep my darling, close your little eyes. Angels are above us, peeping through the skies. God is in his heaven, and he watches doth keep," he paused, placing a finger to his cheek and tilting his head to the right, he squinted his face and asked;

Brianna suddenly remembered poetry she once had read in a book: O my Luve is like a red, red rose That’s newly sprung in June; O my Luve is like the melody That’s sweetly played in tune. So fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in love am I; And I will love thee still, my dear, Till a’ the seas gang dry. Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi’ the sun; I will love thee still, my dear, While the sands o’ life shall run. And fare thee weel, my only love! And fare thee weel awhile! And I will come again, my love,