These Nights

I sang my last lullaby,

As I watched their eyes close shut,

Whisking them away into

A million adventures far above.

I stood on the roof,

The night filled with stars

And sweet birds singing far away

Into the dark.

The winds blew high,

 The sailing ships rocked

And I watched as the night passed,

On the roof

In the dark.

Singing a sweet lullaby

Which I knew would be my last.