Inka never felt so full in her life. She sat by the fire with her family.
Widdia was sleeping in her lap and Buddy was beside Inka, eyelids drooping.
She looked over at Ace. He was starting to look sleepy to.
"Do you think we should get the little ones off to bed?" Inka asked.
Ace stood up yawning. "Yes, if we wait any longer you will have to carry me up to bed"
Inka and Ace carried the little ones up to bed. After they tucked them in Ace went for his bed. He saw Inka was heading for the door.
"Aren't you going to bed?" he asked.
"No, I wanted to talk with Sonsa before I retired for the night"
Inka found Sonsa listening to some mice singing. It was a slow song. Inka waited for them to finish but the soft music soon had her hypnotized. It reminded her of her mother's garden. How she would lie under the shade of a young tree her mother planted when Ace was born. And how she would wait for her mother's vegetables to be ripe all summer. How her father protected her from the odd thunderstorm that would pass by. When she and Ace played in the stream. How she missed her home. There was so much she left behind.
When the song had ended Sonsa saw Inka sitting beside her. Inka was still in her trance.
"Inka? Is something wrong?"
Inka blinked out of her trance. Quickly she wiped away a threatening tear.
"Oh nothing, just that the song moved me. That's all"
Sonsa looked at her. "Do you want to sing a song?"
Inka looked surprised. "Well, I don't know. I don't know that many songs. I don't know how good a singer I am. I haven't sung in a while"
"Oh, I'm sure you're a good singer. Come on. You'll never know till you try"
Inka gave in "Oh, alright. Just give me a second." She walked over to a mouse holding a small harp. "May I?" The mouse gave her the harp and Inka took the stage. She gave the harp a few experimental plucks and then gave a small intro with the harp before starting to sing the lullaby.
Have sweet dreams, have sweet dreams
Of rainbows, flowers, and peaceful streams
Go to sleep, go to sleep
Swirling water and frogs that leap
Wind blowing in the trees
Butterflies float in the breeze
Painted wings, moons, and stars
Home isn't really far
Have sweet dreams, have sweet dreams
Of rainbows, flowers, and peaceful streams
Go to sleep, go to sleep
Swirling water and frogs that leap
Inka hummed the last verse one more before ending the song. She gave back the harp and sat down. "It's been a while since I sang that one, I used to sing it to the little ones because my mom sang it to them"
Sonsa smiled. "Well, thank you for sharing it"
"Do you think we should get the little ones off to bed?" Inka asked.
Ace stood up yawning. "Yes, if we wait any longer you will have to carry me up to bed"
Inka and Ace carried the little ones up to bed. After they tucked them in Ace went for his bed. He saw Inka was heading for the door.
"Aren't you going to bed?" he asked.
"No, I wanted to talk with Sonsa before I retired for the night"
Inka found Sonsa listening to some mice singing. It was a slow song. Inka waited for them to finish but the soft music soon had her hypnotized. It reminded her of her mother's garden. How she would lie under the shade of a young tree her mother planted when Ace was born. And how she would wait for her mother's vegetables to be ripe all summer. How her father protected her from the odd thunderstorm that would pass by. When she and Ace played in the stream. How she missed her home. There was so much she left behind.
When the song had ended Sonsa saw Inka sitting beside her. Inka was still in her trance.
"Inka? Is something wrong?"
Inka blinked out of her trance. Quickly she wiped away a threatening tear.
"Oh nothing, just that the song moved me. That's all"
Sonsa looked at her. "Do you want to sing a song?"
Inka looked surprised. "Well, I don't know. I don't know that many songs. I don't know how good a singer I am. I haven't sung in a while"
"Oh, I'm sure you're a good singer. Come on. You'll never know till you try"
Inka gave in "Oh, alright. Just give me a second." She walked over to a mouse holding a small harp. "May I?" The mouse gave her the harp and Inka took the stage. She gave the harp a few experimental plucks and then gave a small intro with the harp before starting to sing the lullaby.
Have sweet dreams, have sweet dreams
Of rainbows, flowers, and peaceful streams
Go to sleep, go to sleep
Swirling water and frogs that leap
Wind blowing in the trees
Butterflies float in the breeze
Painted wings, moons, and stars
Home isn't really far
Have sweet dreams, have sweet dreams
Of rainbows, flowers, and peaceful streams
Go to sleep, go to sleep
Swirling water and frogs that leap
Inka hummed the last verse one more before ending the song. She gave back the harp and sat down. "It's been a while since I sang that one, I used to sing it to the little ones because my mom sang it to them"
Sonsa smiled. "Well, thank you for sharing it"