I often drifted off to sleep every night,
In your caring arms
No other place I ever felt secure and right,
Than your bosom warms.

No fancy cradle could ever comfort me,
Except you
I doze off only when you sing a soothing lullaby,
That you so lovingly do.

Today my restless and insomniac eyes search for you
And hope you hear my plea
Oh! Mom, without you, I would shatter, never knew 
Trust me, I miss you, truly.
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