A Lullaby

Here I sit, pen in hand

Thinking about my life

I’m thinking now, isn’t life grand

Before it was simply strife

I couldn’t do what I wanted to do

I couldn’t do lots of stuff

But now I have my freedom

I do more and it’s enough

I have food to eat

I have a bed

I can relax

And rest my head

I pray that all

Are as peaceful as I

That you go to sleep humming

A lullaby