| The Nursery Song | |||||||||
| With a rustle of angel wings you entered my life, | |||||||||
| So Small -- yet you filled my heart with song. | |||||||||
| Tears of joy welled up in my eyes -- | |||||||||
| A grandson -- I've waited so long! | |||||||||
| I felt her wings touch my face | |||||||||
| As she laid you in my arms. | |||||||||
| I looked into your eyes and saw, | |||||||||
| Not the innocence of a brand new soul, | |||||||||
| But the wisdom of the ages, | |||||||||
| And still I rocked you and sang you a silly nursery song. | |||||||||
| With a rustle of angel wings you left my life, | |||||||||
| So small -- and my heart so full of sorrow | |||||||||
| That only six short months we had, | |||||||||
| And what a fallacy that word "tomorrow!" | |||||||||
| I feel your wings touch my face | |||||||||
| As you go about your daily task | |||||||||
| Of drying my never-ending tears -- | |||||||||
| Now you wrap me in your soul of innocence | |||||||||
| And with the wisdom of the ages | |||||||||
| Rock me, and sing to me a silly nursery song. | |||||||||
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