Lullaby. Lyrics, not poem:
Swaddle the baby
Tuck in the child tight
Don’t let him suffer
Don’t let him fight
Put him to sleep
Switch on the alarm
Hear every breath
So he can’t come to harm
Stand beside her
Hands bind her
Sing him to sleep
Stitch his fear
Inside his skin
Sing him to sleep
Sing him to sleep
Zip him up cosy
Wind round the scarf
Mittens on strings
Wrap round his heart
Don’t let him out
In the cold or the night
Don’t let him struggle
However he might
Stand beside her
Hands bind her
Sing him to sleep
Stitch his fear
Inside his skin
Sing him to sleep
Sing him to sleep
Stitch him a quilt for wherever he goes
A portable mother to comfort the woes
Stand beside her
Hands bind her
Sing him to sleep
Stitch his fear
Inside his skin
Sing him to sleep
Sing him to sleep
