Night

Sleep so tightly, my little one dear.

Shadows and monsters are nothing to fear

Inside the morning sadness is found

When all of nights beauty is not all around

Sip in the music of silence and shade

Gulp the cool breeze, where dreamers are made

Laugh with the wind, as he rushes in strides

Tickeling your fancy till you ache in your sides

Remember the widow, the orphan, the lark

For all are alone, in their beds, after dark

Sing the sweet music of stars in the sky

Sampling the efforts of mystics near by

See how the waves of graid do shift

The clouds of pollution do softly lift

Fields of ocean running swifty to shore

Piles of pilgrims dancing once more

Shepherds writing of sun and moon

Hurry in dream land, the sun will come soon

And as the darkness slips away

It is time to start another day

Even so shed not one tiny tear, young lad

For soon another night is yet to be had