Louisa May Alcott: Rock a Bye, Babies
Louisa May Alcott: Rock a Bye, Babies
Rock a bye, babies,
Your cradle hangs high;
Soft down your pillow,
Your curtain the sky.
Father will feed you,
While mother will sing,
And shelter our darlings
With her warm wing.
Your cradle hangs high;
Soft down your pillow,
Your curtain the sky.
Father will feed you,
While mother will sing,
And shelter our darlings
With her warm wing.
Nov. 8, 2023, Horror
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