Lullaby

        Lullaby

 From  Dusk  to  Dawn,

 She   dreams in  the lawn.

She  holds  the cute   tiny,

Leans  against her roomy

Shoulder  to  pat  with  lullaby.

Ever  since  that  day on  role,

Of  a   class   she was sterile,

Agile  enough  to  console,

Also  to console  her soul .

Stretches   a lullaby  full.

 Recollects  her  days of

 grandma’s   falling   hands  

Rocking  a  cloth  cradle

Sets  in tune of  ageless 

Melody  and  timbre .

It  is  a  colorful  doll

Made  to  sleep  to  her tune.