Count The Sheep

My sweet darling
With a smile of sunshine
Green eyes sparkling
And perfect by design

My darling
Go to sleep
Under starlight
Starting counting the sheep

Sheep walking on clouds
One, two, three and four
And the sheep become crowds
The night filled with snores

My darling
Go to sleep
Under starlight
Starting counting the sheep

Xavier Wildefyre
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