Part of me wants to/
see the scenery but the/
train rocks me to sleep.
OR
Part of me wants to/
see passing scenery but/
I fall right to sleep.
Gentle waves lapping,/
murmuring against the shore,/
sing a lullabye.
Like Mom’s lullabye,/
the rhythm of Wisconsin/
waves lulls me to sleep.
OR
waves rocks me to sleep.
click on the link to see the video of the waves
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