William Stapleton

Children always cry

            when it’s time to go to sleep.

            ‘Cause they just don’t know what’s waiting

            when they rise up from the deep.

And a sunset’s somehow sadder

            than the rising of the day.

            But they each hold forth their glory.

            It’s just always been that way.

Life is made of new beginnings,

but beginnings always rise up from an end.

As long as days go on, the nights will stand between,

and our faith will see us through;

            it’s our faith that makes us stand back up again.

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Lullaby by William Stapleton is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.