Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MY BABY DEAR, by SAMUEL ABBOTT First Line: Sleep, little one, in thy tiny bed Last Line: Why it is that I love him so. | ||||||||
Sleep, little one, in thy tiny bed: A white star is hovering overhead: A bird flies west through the darkening day: Sleep, little one, while I kneel and pray-- Mother of Jesus, may thy tear Never be mine for my baby dear. A spirit waits at the door of dream, With lips asmile and with eyes agleam, To lead into the woods that lie Beyond the gates of the evening sky. Mother of Jesus, roads are wide; Bring him back if he leave my side. Go. Fly with him where the bird has flown And see the field with the stars o'erstrown; And I will bide in my Land of Bliss To bring thee home with a morning kiss. Mother of Jesus, thou dost know Why it is that I love him so. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RING AND THE CASTLE by AMY LOWELL GO SLEEP, MA HONEY by EDWARD D. BARKER JEST 'FORE CHRISTMAS by EUGENE FIELD MEZZO CAMMIN by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW WELCOME, LITTLE STRANGER (BY A DISPLACED THREE-YEAR-OLD) by CHARLES FOLLEN ADAMS |
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