“The birds of the air…sing among the branches.”
Throughout our days together, Ava delights me with her songs. She turns her observations, tasks, praises, and complaints into melodies. She blends bits of random lyrics together and also sings whole hymns from heart. At breakfast, she sings for her utensils; at bath time, she sings for the bubbles, and at nap time, she sings for her animals. She is my songbird.
This week she has been creating her own lullabies. I thought I would share two with you:
Sweet little lullaby baby,
For my love that comes down like winter.
Sweet lullaby,
For the spring comes after the snow.
Sweet little lullaby baby,
For my little girl that sleeps by mouses and trees.
Sweet lullaby.
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Sweet little girl,
Sweet little girl
In my house that’s mine.
The days that will come after the nights.
When I am scared I will trust in God.
You can protect me.
You, God, will love me and protect me.
You are love.
These are so good…..too good for a 4 year old! “You, God, will love me and protect me. You are love.” May she never forget that! So sweet.
I think David the psalmist has a successor…..wow……
You are very lucky to have a little songbird in your midst, because the Lilly that is growing in my field loves to sing as well, but trust me, it is not a pretty sight (or sound)!
Oh, Ava…you are such a talented song-writer!! I wish that I could hear you sing these beautiful songs as well!!
What a sweet heart!! 🙂