Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE SANDMAN, by ANONYMOUS


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THE SANDMAN, by                    
First Line: The flowers have gone to bed
Last Line: "sleep, my baby, sleep"
Subject(s): Sleep


The flowers have gone to bed,
The moon's begun to shine.
Each nods its little head
Upon its stem so fine.
The branches rustle; and they seem
To sigh as in a dream,
Sleepy, sleepy, sleepy,
Sleep, my baby, sleep.

The birds that sang so sweetly
By day, have gone to rest,
And each is tucked up neatly
All in its little nest;
The cottage in the garden here
Is still awake, I fear.
Sleepy, sleepy, sleepy,
Sleep, my baby, mine.

The Sandman will be coming
And poking in his head,
To look for naughty children
That haven't gone to bed
And if he takes them by surprise,
The sand flies in their eyes!
Sleepy, sleepy, sleepy,
Sleep, my baby, sleep.





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