Pink Ribbons

Pink ribbons span the evening sky
And trim your feathered bed
Now I will sing a lullaby
Lay down your sleepy head

You are the universal child
You, the child of the world
Born as to be yet sweet and mild
With hair that`s soflty curled

The world has passed another day
The earth has turned again
The birds have seen you laugh and play
Betwixt the sun and rain

You are the universal child
You, the child of the world
By Mother Nature you are styled        
In whom the rest are furled

The world has passed yet slowly by
The earth has turned in vain
For, sorrowing, it saw you cry
And felt your silent pain

You are the universal child
You, the child of the world
 I pray you ne`er will be defiled
 Nor fear at you be hurled