composing on life

[mom note: last night jenna sat at the piano and deliberately poked out specific notes. As she did, she sang a song that she made up as she went. So lovely.]

little birdie come inside
gently hold your hand
we will help you from the sky
we will hug you when you cry
gently we will put you back
outside
Make sure to hold your
mommy's hand
Be gentle to your
mother
Rock-a-bye.