Rest up, little One

Rest up, little One,

while grandma sings to you,

rest so that you can heal another day,

so that your lungs grow stronger for a louder cry -

darn those diaper changes! 

and if the howls push the lungs, so much the better, 

little One,

but for now, rest for the fight tomorrow,

the push to go home and sleep in your

little bassinet, listening to the breathing

of your parents, their beating hearts.