A Lullaby

I modified this older work and converted it into couplets, each comprising a tetrameter followed by a heptameter. I think it reads better now.

Oh, go to sleep, AbdurRahmaan,

The stars are out, the sun is gone until another dawn,

When a splash of gold on angel wings

Shall wash you in the warmth it brings as its companion sings

A song upon your dew drop face,

Your petal palms and sweet embrace; our fingers interlace.

And then my worries melt away

Like snow that sees a balmy day, when we peacefully lay

Upon the grass so soft and still,
Beneath a leafy bough until a garden on a hill

Is where we find ourselves with glee-

Ful sweet familiarity with our destiny.

So, go to sleep, AbdurRahmaan,

The stars are out, the sun is gone until another dawn.