You are the bravest kid to your mom !!
When the world seems tough.. And all go wrong .. All I remember is a lovely song.. 'you are the bravest kid to your mom ' !! *here's the song* Rest o' little , you little chweet charm.. Keep your hand here .. Into my palm. Then close your tiny eyes that blink , and sigh no more, nor do think ! Worries out fly, and grudges all vanish.. Doubts erase.. And only dreams you chase, baby, don't blabber, in Hebrew or Spanish.. Mumma's here with you in every phase ! Go, ahead..for your dreams no matter you alone .. Go ahead, and make a world of your own.. Get to your stars , and moons and the sun.. Make your own happiness in every run .. Cry never baby, cry never ever ! Tears and fears are deceivers ever .. Sing and live the tunes and the hues.. And 'Dance', to come out of the blues ! Little you, lively , when you'll be grown.. Unlike mumma, you live , with the shackles thrown.. And here , I lay you on the bed of dreams.. Wea