Rock-a-Bye........

A fond memory to me
Is of Mister Sandman
How he was there for me
Made my sleep
A beautiful memory

A rock-a-bye lullaby
Was one we cant forget
And storytime now I miss
But still a memory....

Why we remember
The stories we were told
And we linger and remember
These days as we grow old

A sweet ABC song
We can tell and sing
And it will have our young ones
Remembering.....

No longer do I chase rainbows
Or look for that pot of gold
Its remembering these things
As I grow wiser.....a little bit old

But nevertheless......
Through what we had
And what we were told

Is worth its weight in gold....

Remembering that childhood thing
Is and should be the best thing
For us to keep
For us to give

The times of our lives
Are simple treasures to give
Of which cant be taken away
And the one reason we live........

Rock-a-bye my baby
In this memory.....
And remember you have the ability....

To give that little one....

A memory....

Danny////September 5, 1999