Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CRADLE SONG, by PAULINE FRANCES CAMP Poet's Biography First Line: There's a baby moon rocking far up in the sky Last Line: O hush thee, my little one sleeps! Subject(s): Babies | ||||||||
There's a baby moon rocking far up in the sky, And the night-wind is blowing a soft lullaby; And down, away down, in a mossy-lined nest, Are five little birdies 'neath mother's warm breast. O hushaby, little one, sleep! Enfolded in arms that a loving hold keep, Another wee baby is rocking to sleep, A soft golden head presses close to my heart. And darkly fringed eyelids just drowsily part. O hushaby, little one, sleep! The tiny star candles are lighting the way For birdies and elves that to Sleepy Town stray. But my baby's stars are his mother's brown eyes, That love-light his path as to dreamland he hies. O hushaby, little one, sleep! The silver moon-baby sinks low in the west, The chirping is hushed in the little brown nest, And, swinging and swaying, with eyes closing fast, My little one crosses the border at last. O hush thee, my little one sleeps! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A POET TO HIS BABY SON by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON BABYHOOD by ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN INFANCY by EDMUND JOHN ARMSTRONG BALLAD OF THE LAYETTE by WAYNE KOESTENBAUM A TOAST FOR LITTLE IRON MIKE by PAUL MARIANI THE PAMPERING OF LEORA by THYLIAS MOSS ONE FOR ALL NEWBORNS by THYLIAS MOSS IN THE THRIVING SEASON by LISEL MUELLER |
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