Lullaby’s and Star Trails

I don’t usually do posts like this, but I can’t get it out of my mind.  Last night as I was tucking Creamie into bed she looked up at me and said “Mama, sing a sing.”  I am not really a singer.  Like at all.  I much prefer to play the piano for the singers than do any actual singing in public.  But I guess what they say about motherhood is correct.  It makes you do things you never dreamed of doing before.  Like singing out loud.  In front of someone.  Someone with ears.  (My Dad on the other hand has a fantastic singing voice.  A few weeks ago his choir sang this song during one of their performances, and I guess it was in my head.)  I’ve been singing her the same few lullaby’s for her whole two years and neither one of us gets bored with them.  But last night for whatever reason I choose to sing this song to Creamie.  Why do lullaby’s always make me cry?  You don’t need to tell me.  I already know.  It has everything to do with this face.  And Love.

Somewhere out there beneath the pale moonlight,
Someone’s thinking of me and loving me tonight.

Somewhere out there someone’s saying a prayer,
That we’ll find one another in that big somewhere out there.

And even though I know how very far apart we are,
It helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star.

And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby,
It helps to think we’re sleeping underneath the same big sky.

Somewhere out there if love can see us through,
Then we’ll be together somewhere out there,
Out where dreams come true.

Creamie, I love you more than words will let me express.  And I can not imagine my life without you in it.  You are everything to me.  And that is why this song makes me cry.  Love, Mama.