She sings him lullabies,
Fairytale and stories.
Bonding ever so truly,
Creating irreplaceable memories.
A pretty lady and a young boy,
He admired her, acting like soft toy.
Sleeping beside her, sharing her bed,
Listening to whatever she said.
His head laying over her arms,
As she caressed his hairs.
The young mind grew to like her,
Crossing the border of his tranquil lairs.
Every night, she helped him sleep.
In his mind, her fondness grew deep.
Pretty lady with a golden heart,
Left him alone, for a fresh start.