Hunter's Starry Night
Little Hunter, soft and small,
You are loved, the best of all,
Moonbeams dance upon your face,
Filling up this cozy space.
Silver stars begin to gleam,
Over Hunter's gentle dream,
Night sky hums a lullaby,
As the sleepy hours drift by.
Golden light begins to fade,
In the quiet glade,
Hunter rests, warm and deep,
While the starry watch you keep.
Written for Hunter
A sample anyone can read. A keepsake poster gets a newly written rhyme.