When all the world is crazy and I cannot control a thing
I hear your rhythmic sleep, the measured breaths you sing.
Toy sharks, dinos and fish, a blankey under your arm.
Your face contented and at peace, no cause for alarm.
I stop and watch each breath, the rise and fall of your dreams;
And my weariness starts to ebb, nothing is what it seems.
A dinosaur adventure, a shark in the ocean’s deep,
A snake, a frog, a bug, or a floor is lava leap!
Your dreams are now mine, and they will be forever -
Until my last breath, they’ll be my very best endeavor.
So sleep my boy, my sweet, sweet gentle soul
Another day is coming, and a day older will be the toll.
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