My nieces moved to Texas just before I came up to school. I wanted to write them an arizonan Lullabye, but I couldn't quite get it right. Here is what I have. If anyone has thoughts...Help!
Oh desert child, the lonesome flower,
blooming like the stars up above
chereish these, the midnight hour.
It sings to you with love.
Warm winds blow the rain to you
and fill the desert with it's song
and sweet like sounds of deseret
It will keep you all night long.
Oh desert flower, oh precious little one
born to an endless sky,
The colors of the western sun
willsing to you a lullaby.
The cricketts and the citrus tress
the honey suckle vine
the creotes and all their melodies
all of these things are thine.
So child then rest easily
in your little room.
All treasures there are meant for thee
Sweet little desert bloom.
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