She sobbed harder than she had ever in the past. “Once there was a way…to get back homeward,” she
whispered. “Once there was a way to get back home. Sleep pretty darling, do not cry…and I will sing a
lullaby.” She inhaled sharply and sang, “Golden slumbers fill your eyes; smiles await you when you rise.
Sleep pretty darling, do not cry and I will sing a lullaby. Once there was a way to get back homeward,
once there was a way to get back home. Sleep pretty darling, do not cry, and I will sing a lullaby,” she
ceased.
“There are places I remember, all my life, those some have changed, some forever not for better. Some
are gone and some remain. All these places had their meaning, with lovers and friends, I still can recall.
Some are dead and some are living, in my life I’ve loved them all. But of all these friends and lovers,
there is no one compares with you. And these memories lose their meanings, when I think of love as
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- Fall '18
- Mrs. Torres
- English-language films, 2007 singles, 2003 singles, 2008 singles, 2006 singles
