The bedroom window is dripping moonlight
That is oozing across the carpeted floor.
It gives life to the room and diffuses the night
Which takes up hiding behind the door.
I exercise a paternal rite
And check on my child yet once more.
Little she knows of the human race
And how into hearts evil creeps.
Though hate may be raging in some distant place
She is safe from the secrets the darkness keeps.
As I kiss my daughter’s peaceful face
I know tonight, at least, she in silence sleeps.