Tender and fierce
A pierce through my hand
Wounded for years
Off a damp wood
Laid down before me
From a long time ago
From a song of sleep
" LULLABYE
HUSHABYE
BABY, DON'T YOU CRY
LULLABYE..."
NEVER TELLING ME WHY
I hear my cries
As a sign of strength
I dwell in joy
And I learn from pain
Unlike the crowd
Going day to day
They don't understand
I still hear them say...
CHORUS
As I lay me down to sleep
I assure you, Love, my soul WILL keep
All through the night
Spirit, take flight
Through the darkness
Through the morning light
And as I fly all free of fear
I'll learn how to scream and shed my tears
And rest my wings
You know the best thing of all
I'm not afraid to fall
CHORUS
They never tell me why
Copyright 1999 by Monica Rabino
For all those who think that my crying is a sign of weakness.