A FOREST LULLABY
Wind among the green leaves singing,Bend the branches as you go;Gently, gently, that their swingingHush the little heart below;Still the busy little fingers,Softly close the dark-fringed eyes,For no gleam of daylight lingersIn the dusky, twilight skies.Silver stars, come peeping, peeping,Weaving with your shining beams,Round my drowsy blossom sleeping,Fairy spells of happy dreams:Lullaby, O captive rover,All your playmates are at rest;Bees have left the scented clover,Baby birds are in the nest.Little rabbits warmly cuddleIn the grasses soft and deep;And the wee white daisies huddleIn the shadow fast asleep:Lullaby my bird, my blossom;Sleep my light-winged butterfly,Cradled safe on earth’s brown bosomTill the morning you shall lie.