Ficlets

Hush, small one, and fall asleep
If slumber won’t come, then count the sheep
If sheep don’t bleat, I’ll be right here
Here to hold my baby dear.

Smile, young one, come laugh with me
We’re under the sun, here at the sea,
Why be afraid? The sand won’t bite
And if it does, you’re in my sight.

Oh, little one, don’t shed a tear
I know it’s hard to feel such fear
Just hug me tight and close your eyes
It’ll work—would I ever tell you lies?

Shh, dear one, and take a breath
I’ll love you far beyond my death
Always, always, I’ll be right here
Here to hold my baby dear.