My fairytale poem

My fairytale poem

A mother was struggling to get her sweet baby girl off to sleep

That why she took held her tightly in her arms tight as she headed out to the back garden where sat down  Rocking Bench swing while rocking her daughter on her lap while singing a Luby with the sweet voice of her mother her little princess had dropped off into dream sleep, which her mother hold her tightly as she carried her back upstairs to her bedroom before careful place in back in her cot. As her tiny delicate head touched her soft pillow she looked so peaceful and without a care in the world. Her mother wound the music box that hung above her cot and played nursery rhymes. This is before her mother climbed back into bed and mother and daughter fell into a dreamy sleep as they both looked so peaceful through to the next morning.