The stars are twinkling in the skies,
The earth is lost in slumbers deep;
So hush, my sweet, and close thine eyes,
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There is a little one asleep That does not hear his mother's song; But angel watchers- as I weep- Surround his grave the night-tide long. And as I sing, my sweet, to you, Oh, would the lullaby I sing- The same sweet lullaby he knew While slumb'ring on this bosom too- Were borne to him on angel's wing! So hushaby- O hushaby.......a beautiful Lullaby......delightful to read this lyrical poem.....
'The moon is singing to a star The little song I sing to you; The father sun has strayed afar, As baby's sire is straying too' - loved these lines! Poignant at the end!
Part Three- -Oh, yes, every child should get to know The Duel! ! ! " The gingham dog and the calico cat Side by side on the table sat; 'T was half-past twelve, and (what do you think!) Nor one nor t' other had slept a wink! " .
Part Two of Memory Lane- -Do you remember reading " Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night Sailed off in a wooden shoe, " in a Little Golden Book with those gorgeous colorful illustrations? -
The author of a couple of my childhood favorites and perhaps yours as well...Little Boy Blue " The little toy dog is covered with dust, But sturdy and stanch he stands; And the little toy soldier is red with rust, And his musket molds in his hands." And then there is Wynken, Blynken, And Nod. What a treat to read more by this gentle man! ! !
Hush, bush, brush! ! Night-tide long. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Oh ok. He is a he and long gone. Cant get him on the phone.
This is so good i just wanna weep with plessure and suckle from this poets poetic bossom. Absolutely fantastic. I want to write like this
This poem has been set to music by Ryan Murphy, associate conductor of the Mormon Tabernacle Choir.
I love your poem