Rest your weary eyes, child.

Close your little eyes and sleep.

For now the night is upon us;

To dreamland you must creep.

Close your eyes and dream, child

As you lie upon your bed.

Dream of all the wonderful things to come

In the days and weeks ahead.

Dream on peacefully, my child

All through the summer night.

For soon you shall awaken

To the morning light.

Debora Robbins