Come Sleepy Child
Come sleepy child,
leave your toys alone;
voices hush their sound...
no sigh they can clone!
Your bed is made of softness,
there dreams take you to Heaven;
dream of angels, dreams of stars...
you can hug your friend Kevin!
Come sleepy child,
your books can wait;
fairy tales won't grow old...
I'll read them until eight!
Can somebody lull you to sleep?
No kiss, no caress, only a brown teddy bear
to hug on the longest night of December;
no snowflakes, only stars to keep!
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2024
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