A lullaby for my granddaughter Kaytlyn
© 2007 Mollie Pearce McKibbon
The world is turning, Little One,
The sun’s gone out of sight.
It’s time to close your eyelids now
As day turns into night.
The woolly lambs are in their fold,
The bunnies are in bed.
Even squirrels up in the trees
Are gathering dreams instead.
As all the stars climb in the sky
And half the world’s asleep,
God’s angels guard us, Little One,
And in his love we’ll keep.
Oh Kaytlyn, you’re my Little One,
I treasure every part.
Your tears, your signs, your smiles, your cries
Are nestled in my heart.