The soft wind blows a summer breeze
Sweet music of a whispered song
The wind chimes tinkle in the trees
Birds do join the happy throng
Precious child among the flowers
Dreaming and playing there for hours
Lullabies to kitten sings
Soft rose petals under her feet
Warm sun on a cherub’s face
an angel child with a voice so sweet
So at home in this heavenly place.
A bud herself, she tarries there
Basking in the summer rays
A wreath of clover for her hair
Among the daffodils she plays.

For Ashlyn