Go to sleep my little Rosie,.lullaby..lullaby...

Oh my little Rosy when you close your sleepy eyes listening to Mummy’s slumberland lullabyes..Do you see sugar plum fairies with sweet candy canes zoom thru your daydreams in pink furry planes ? 

Are there tiny tin soldiers all marching in time ? like the ‘Grand old Duke of York’ in the nursery rhyme 
Is Little Bo Peep looking for her lost sheep in a puddle of rain when Doctor Foster herds them in and she gets them back again ?

Oh my sweet Chickadee how I wish I was a little butterfly within the walls of your hallucination as Mammy sings you your Rock-a-bye..  watching you as you are lay amidst your head flight far away.. in the land of milk and honey where all your reveries will be sunny..up in your castle so high above the deep blue sky..I bet you love it watching colourful clouds as they softly pass by.. go to sleep my little Rosie lullaby.. lullaby