A Mother's Dream


The mother prays with heart and soul
Looking down on her baby boy.
So sweet and trusting he lies in his crib,
Only an angel could bring such joy!

She kisses and hugs him quite unrestrained,
Forgetful of all earthly smart,
Her hopes for his future stray far and wide;
The dreams of a mother’s heart.

Meanwhile, the raven and his crew
Outside the window are screeching, "He’ll
Be ours, your angel, ours, ours, ours,
The robber will make us a splendid meal.”