“When small ones are weary, it’s time for a rest
When nightbirds make night sounds, up in their nest
It’s time for a story, a song and then sleep
That’s when we set the little wild music free.
Small ears will listen, little eyes blink
Soft toys to cuddle, bright minds to think
Big hugs, stars bright, hum along, nightlights
Love is the space hiding in between lines
In all life’s adventures, and little wild lullabies.”