Let us all lend our voices,
lilting and low,
in a lullaby to the little ones
born of those we do not know.
Whose mothers and fathers,
are essential workers:
nurses and doctors
EMT's and ambulance drivers
cashiers and grocery stockers,
cooks, and waiters
deliverers and truckers
farmers and Laborers
firefighters and policemen,
That are leaving sometimes,
For all time in this dire time, their own,
To show the ultimate love for
Our dear ones who are alone where we cannot go.
If they cannot sing to their own,
Let us do this for them for any and all of them.
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