Bye-lo, my baby, soon you will go Drifting o'er films of happy bye-lo, In your dreams flying through hazy dells, To flowery lands where love ever dwells. Slumber on while the silvery moon Hovers above, while softly I croon Lullabies, dreamy of slumberland, While stars are forming their twinkling band. Bye-lo, in slumber dream happy dreams, Which will come drifting through moonlight beams. Slumberland, dreamland, soon they will fly, Dawning greets dreamland's sweet bye-lo-bye. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GHOST OF DEACON BROWN by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON WRITTEN IN EMERSON'S ESSAYS by MATTHEW ARNOLD A TRAMPWOMAN'S TRAGEDY by THOMAS HARDY THE TREASURES OF THE DEEP by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS THE HARVEST MOON; SONNET by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: ANNE RUTLEDGE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS TO A LOCOMOTIVE IN WINTER by WALT WHITMAN |