Stay In Your Cradle

Stay In Your Cradle short poem

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Stay in your cradle, dear baby,
Never come out of it,
It’s the heaven for you,
Know it is always true.
Like a little angel you are smiling and playing in its lap with frolicsome attitude,
Your rosy cheeks are sparkling with delight,
Everything is right and in full swing,
It is celestial indeed,
Which is hard to imagine in this nasty world.
Your cradle is truly divine
Devoid of all sorts of anxieties and difficulties of our harsh world.
Sweet baby, swing in your dearest cradle,
Never try to come in the thorny cradle of this cruel planet,
That will be the worst blunder,
Once you come in this hell, you will lose your bliss forever.
Long time has elapsed,
I am still watching you swinging in the cradle with great joy and spirit;
But I fear,
It’s the bright day now,
Dark night is approaching fast with all its wicked strength to dethrone you,
Dear baby,you must not be afraid,
Stay firm and resolute in your place
And I believe your loving cradle will surely overcome the dark force by its divine strength.
My sweet baby,the cradle is made for you
And only you can adorn your it.

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