Dear cherub child now lost in blissful sleep

Drifting softly to where playful sprites abound,

Love swaddled tight in arms designed to keep

You in that gentle place of peace profound.

Where do you journey in your silent dreams

Your bassinet afloat to worlds afar?

A silken slide upon celestial beams,

A feathered ark borne on to distant stars.

When you return I shall be waiting near

To praise, provide, protect and still defend,

To guide you with a grace both true and clear

And with a light that Heaven might commend.

Rest now my darling, soft, without a care—

At journey’s end pure love awaits you there.