Hush, hush, little one,Keep your cries at whispers.Look at Papa, big and strong,He keeps his cries at whispers.Papa loves music,I sang him to me.Papa ..
The color of love is winter white:Endless and hauntingly pure.But like the purity of Adam and EveCome the sins that white will lure.With eternal winte..
In the dark I huddle closeWithin night's tight embrace.I blow out the candlelightFor a thicker wrap, in case.Eyes are open or they're closed,I still f..