Angel’s Lullaby

Angels Lullaby short poem

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Little one, resting cozily in my care,
Sleep and dream.
Little one, nestled in my arms,
Forget about the struggles of today.
You are in my safekeeping;
Nothing will ever harm you.
You have been placed in my guidance,
And I will always walk with you.
Little one, resting cozily in my care,
Sleep and dream.
Little one, nestled in my arms,
Forget about the struggles of today.

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Kathryn Sain

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I've been writing poetry ever since middle school, but I've never really thought about releasing my work to the public until coming to college. Currently, I am studying music as my major and English as my minor.
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