A pretty young
fairy gotready to sleep
As all pretty
fairies shoud do,
He gave to
his mother his treasures to keep
This fairy
was pretty, like you.
He climbed
just as far as his little legs could
And cuddled
him down where the sleeping was good.
He did just
exactly what all fairies would
And delighted
his mother too.
She hugged
him and cooed him and promised to keep
A watch on
his treasured so rare:
Then sang
to him softly and rocked him to sleep
And smoothed
back his light golden hair.
And there on
the edge of a bright fairy sea,
She lulled
him to sleep with a sweet melody
That lingered
in mind a dear memory,
To soften
his childish care.
And now mother's
darling should lay down his head
And pillow
is safe on her breast.
He's tired
and sleepy and ready for bed,
So settle
right down in her nest.
The fairies
will dance with their fairy Queen
And no one
shall know what the baby has seen
The fairies
have found him and loved him, I mean
So I'll lay
him down here to reat.
~ Lincoln Hulley
1901 ~ |
