Morgan

Goodnight sleepy head
I softly said
As I rushed my Little one
Off to bed.

Her lips were in smile
Her heart racing mile
For tomorrow is the day
It's a brand new hairstyle.

Her mind dreams in pink
And the care bears all think
That maybe tonight
They will sneak her a wink

Nothing is sweeter, softer or clear
Than the beauty of you
Sleeping My Dear