AT night when the Rockaby Lady comes With dollies, and lollypops, bugles and drums, With poppies that hang from her head to her feet, I think of a friend who knew Hushaby Street, And told of the Lady to children he knew, And wrote it out plain in a small book for you. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MOTHER NIGHT by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE GIFT TO SING by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON BATTLEDORE AND SHUTTLECOCK by AMY LOWELL ATELIER CEZANNE by CLARENCE MAJOR DOMESDAY BOOK: JOHN SCOFIELD by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |