Lincoln, when you are fast asleep,
Somewhere in the forest deep
A mother watches her Babar
‘neath the moon & shining star.
Lincoln, there is nothing to fear,
Night is passing, morning’s near,
When you & Mommy get to play
And have the best time all the day!

December 16, 2017

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