Words and music by Penny Lewton Binek
The sun nestles into the vee of the hills
Snuggling in, sinking deeper and deeper into the downy folds of the earth
The wind sighs one last breath
Mother moon cuddles her slumbering babe
A rhythmic thump-whump, thump-whump, thump-whump--her lullaby:
I love you, and your daddy does, too,
Guiding and loving the best we can do.
Remember this thru' time's trickling sands:
You're in the most loving hands.
Life has its sorrows, and life has its joys--
Scraped knees and tumbles, soft kisses and sighs.
Taste it all, understanding in full
The purpose for this time.
When you've tired of fighting lost fights,
Your dreams all seem broken, no hope left in sight.
You'll pick yourself up and dry the tears from your eyes,
And separate truth from lie.
Life has its sorrows, and life has its joys--
Scraped knees and tumbles, soft kisses and sighs.
Taste it all, understanding in full
We need our Darkness to see our Light!
I love you, and your daddy does, too,
Guiding and loving the best we can do.
Remember this thru' time's trickling sands:
You're in the most loving hands--
You're in the most loving hands--
You're in Your Own loving hands...
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