Tuesday, May 9, 2017

LULLABY, a poem

DAY is stealing down the West,
     Tender, drowsy sounds are heard;
     Closer now each downy bird
Creeps 'neath mother-wings to rest.
In the fading sky afar,
     Kindled by some angel hand,
Twinkling comes a tiny star,—
     Baby's guide to Sleepy-Land.

Cooler, darker grows the air,
     Eerie shadows haunt the room;
In the garden, through the gloom,
     'Wildering bats and owlets fare;
But the lambs and birdies seem
     Happy now at home to keep,
And a darling little dream
     Smiles at baby in his sleep.
"Lullaby" by Florence Earle Coates. Published in Harper's Bazar (May 1912), The Unconquered Air (1912) and Poems (1916) Volume II.

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