“I’ll tell you how the leaves came down,”
The great tree to his children said,
“You’re getting sleepy, Yellow and Brown,
Yes, very sleepy, little Red.
It is quite time to go to bed.”
Tag: Bedtime
The Foolish Fir-Tree
A lovely Christmas poem by Henry Van Dyke.
.A Little fir grew in the midst of the wood
Contented and happy, as young trees should.
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Wynken, Blynken and Nod ?
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night, sailed off in a wooden shoe…
The Land of Story-Books
A Robert Louis Stevenson Poem.
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At evening when the lamp is lit,
Around the fire my parents sit;
The Fly-Away Horse ?
Oh, a wonderful horse is the Fly-Away Horse –
Perhaps you have seen him before;
Perhaps, while you slept, his shadow has swept
Through the moonlight that floats on the floor.
Star Light ?
Star Light Star bright,
The first star I see tonight,
I wish I may, I wish I might,
Have the wish I wish tonight.
Lullaby, oh, Lullaby ?
Lullaby, oh, lullaby!
Flowers are closed and lambs are sleeping;
Lullaby, oh, lullaby!
Hush Little Baby ?
Hush, little baby, don’t say a word,
Papa’ going to buy you a mockingbird.
Escape at Bedtime ?
The lights from the parlour and kitchen shone out
Through the blinds and the windows and bars;
And high overhead and all moving about,
There were thousands of millions of stars.
Bed in Summer ?
In winter I get up at night
And dress by yellow candle-light.
In summer quite the other way,
I have to go to bed by day.
A Child’s Thought ?
At seven, when I go to bed,
I find such pictures in my head:
Castles with dragons prowling round,
Gardens where magic fruits are found;