"Quiet Please"

by Cheryl Ballek

"Quiet Please"

Quiet please. Don't be too loud.
My baby is asleep.
I touch his face and squeeze his hand
and kiss him on the cheek.

Such a baby, oh so sweet,
tiny fingers, little feet.
Sleeping soundly while I touch
the little child I love so much.

Quiet please. Don't be too loud.
My baby is asleep.
I touch his face and squeeze his hand
and kiss him on the cheek.

He's grown so tall and runs so fast
I can't believe how time has passed.
He jumps in mud and piles of leaves,
and plays on swings and climbs in trees.

Quiet please. Don't be too loud.
My baby is asleep.
I touch his face and squeeze his hand
and kiss him on the cheek.

Massive arms and giant feet
I watch my baby as he sleeps.
Be quiet please don't wake this man,
I'd like to sit and hold his hand.

I lay in bed, I'm forced to sleep.
My baby prays that I might speak.
He holds my hand, he touched my face.
He kissed me on the cheek.

My children as you go your way,
remember that you'll always stay,
my little girl, my little boy,
my bundle of unending joy.

Lord, comfort all my children dear,
I leave them in your tender care.

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