Monday, October 24

Autumn Song

Sleep, sleep, my little one,
The moon hangs heavy low
A silvery face on darkened night, a million
Peeping speckled stars, a cricket song
Flies out.

Sleep, sleep, beloved child,
The sounds are fading fast
A busy world slows down, fires crackle
Bright and brassy, a lullaby
Drifts in.

Sleep, sleep,
The dawn waits somewhere distant
Relentless feet marching on, a turning
World of strife, forgotten now
In sleep.

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