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In the softly lit bedroom, stars shimmer through the window as Mama kneels by the twin bed, tucking Ivy under a sheet while Joey yawns beside her. She smiles and hums a gentle tune.
Under the stars, Emmy snuggles tight, Joey yawns and says, “Goodnight!” Mama smiles and tucks them in, Where the sleepy cowboy dreams begin. She hums a tune, so soft and sweet, Little toes wiggle beneath the sheet. “Tomorrow’s a day to ride and play!” She whispers, chasing fears away.
In the sun-bright living room, Ivy spins in a round cowboy hat while Joey stomps shiny new boots. Mama laughs and claps her hands nearby.
Emmy wears a hat so round, Joey’s boots stomp on the ground. “Let’s be cowboys!” Ivy chirps with glee, Joey grins, “Ride wild with me!” Mama laughs, “My cowboy crew!” Together they twirl in boots so new. Happiness echoes all around, Dreams are waiting to be found.
Moonlight spills across the bedroom as Ivy and Joey bounce on fluffy white pillows like bucking bulls. Mama crouches by the bed, whispering for them to close their eyes.
Mama whispers, “Close your eyes,” As the moon climbs in starry skies. Emmy dreams of bulls that buck, Joey cheers, “What cowboy luck!” They bounce on pillows, fluffy and white, Imagining rodeos into the night. With every giggle and dreamy cheer, Sleepy cowboys rest right here.
Under dim bedside lamplight, Ivy straddles a plush wooly sheep atop the quilt while Joey leaps behind with arms raised. Mama claps excitedly at their imaginary bedroom rodeo.
Emmy rides a wooly sheep, Joey’s close behind with a leap. “Hold on tight!” Mama cries aloud, As make-believe crowds clap so proud. Emmy laughs and so does Joey, In dreamland, rodeo joy is holy. They tumble gently in their bed, Rodeo heroes, sleepy head.
In the night-quiet nursery, warm lamp-glow surrounds Ivy and Joey snuggled under one blanket. Mama sits at the headboard gently stroking their hair and smiling at their fearless faces.
Joey whispers, “I feel brave!” Emmy smiles, “It’s fun to wave!” Mama nods and strokes their hair, “Little riders, clouds you share.” Fearless faces snuggle in, Dreaming rodeo wins to win. “Tiny but tough,” Mama sings, Dreamland joy true courage brings.
Candle-soft bedside light bathes the bedroom as Mama sings a low lullaby. Ivy hums and Joey grins while the siblings hold hands beneath a patterned quilt.
Mama sings a lullaby low, “Sleepy cowboys, off you go!” Emmy hums; Joey grins wide, Warmth and love tuck in beside. “Dream of bulls, sheep, and fun— Rodeo wonders, morning sun.” Hands hold tight, dreams take flight, Cuddling till the morning light.
Silver moonlight through the window glints on Ivy snuggled by Joey’s side. Mama slides her hand over their heads, pretending to pass invisible reins as they drift in their small wooden bed.
Emmy snuggles by Joey’s side, As dreamland ponies gently glide. Mama glides a hand on heads, Leading tiny cowboys to their beds. “Hold the reins, don’t let go! Cowboy hearts are quick to grow.” Laughter, love, a moon so bright, Sleepy cowboy dreams tonight.
Starlight speckles the dark bedroom, Ivy cuddling a stuffed sheep while Joey proudly clutches an imaginary blue ribbon. Mama bends to kiss each cheek beside the glittering night-light.
“Little rodeo champs,” Mama says, As stardust twinkles and sleep obeys. Joey dreams of blue ribbon pride, Emmy’s sheep snuggles at her side. Mama kisses each soft cheek, In dreams, their victories they seek. Under covers, snug and deep, Small cowboys drift off to sleep.
Under a starry window, Ivy giggles and Joey whispers "Whoa!" as Mama’s arms wrap around them. Moonlight casts soft tumbleweed-shaped shadows across the quilt.
Prairie winds in their sleep blow, Emmy giggles—Joey whispers, “Whoa!” Tumbleweed dreams roll along, Gentle and sweet as a lullaby song. Mama’s arms, safe and sound, Wrap little buckaroos all around. Stars above keep watch tonight, Tiny cowboys hugged so tight.
Morning sunlight floods the bedroom; Ivy and Joey sit up grinning, small boots pounding the wooden floor. Mama stands by the bright window, winking at her newly awakened cowpokes.
The sun peeks in the window bright, Emmy and Joey wake with delight. “We dreamt of bulls and sheep so wild!” Mama winks at each sleepy child. Little boots thump on the floor, Ready for new adventures galore. In every heart, courage beams— Ready now to chase more dreams!
In the sunlit bedroom, Mama scoops Ivy and Joey into a big morning hug beside their unmade bed. Cheerful rays highlight scattered cowboy boots on the floor.
Mama hugs her cowgirls and boys, Filling the room with morning joys. “You’re brave and strong,” she softly says, “Dreams grow bigger every day!” Emmy giggles, Joey grins wide, Love and hope on every side. The rodeo's never far away, When Mama’s love begins the day.
Night settles over the nursery; Ivy and Joey lie side-by-side under a star-patterned blanket. Mama sits in a rocking chair humming twin lullabies, soft lamp-glow reflecting in their closing eyes.
Snuggled close, they close their eyes, Mama hums two lullabies. “No dream’s too big, no cowpoke small— Forgetting doubt, you can do it all.” Emmy and Joey drift asleep, As cowboy dreams swirl and sweep. The stars up high twinkle bright, Guarding their dreams through the night.