All the Little Birdies

by Susan
(Canada)

All the little birdies
Now have gone to rest
Cuddled up so tightly
In their little nest
...
All the stars are twinkling
And yonder shines the moon
Peeking through the window
Of our little room
...
Oh dear, we are so sleepy
Bye bye til morning comes
...
Curly heads nodding
Little eyes closing
Whispers goodnight
Goodnight