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The Sounds of Her Lullaby (ending)

Now you might wonder why, but Jesus, He knew about her lullaby.

The sound of tears, of sobs, of fears.
The sound of silent screams, of pleads.
The sound you might not ever hear,
The sound forever in my ear.
These, are the sounds of my lullaby…

I wrote this poem last year, it’s sorta my first big…anything. It’s my baby in a kind of way. So help me be a better…parent?...lol by telling me it sucks, or it’s lame, or whateva : ]- ....

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