Love on the ShoreSea shells are dancing on the sand,
calling out their joyous command.
Waves are singing their songs of love,
sent to them from up above.
The birds are looking for a meal,
watching the small children with zeal!
A mother calls them to her arms,
to rest on her chest, safe from harms.
She lays them quietly in their beds,
singing a soft song and kissing their heads,
as she whispers a small loving prayer,
to let them know she will always be there.
"Go to sleep, my angel child,
resting in an angel's arm so mild!"
That's when she lays herself to rest,
knowing she has done her best.
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