This Lullaby, to me…

She sang you the old songs
Of bunnies and trains
With unfamiliar women’s
Names in the kitchen

You took shelter in fragmentary
Until Real Love broke through

You should’ve known
He’d be enough
Arms still bloodied from the Fall
He took for you

Mother, father, brother gone
Holy God remain
Listen to my cry for help
Sustain. Sustain. Sustain.