WHEN from dawn till noon seems one long day, And from noon till night another, Oh, then should a little boy come from play, And creep into the arms of his mother. Snugly creep and fall asleep, Oh, come, my baby, do; Creep into my lap, and with a nap We'll break the day in two. When the shadows slant for afternoon, When the midday meal is over, When the winds have sung themselves into a swoon, And the bees drone in the clover, Then hie to me, hie, for a lullaby— Come, my baby, do; Creep into my lap, and with a nap We'll break the day in two. We'll break it in two with a crooning song, With a soft and soothing number; For the day has no right to be so long And keep my baby from slumber. Then rock-a-by, rock, may white dreams flock Like angels over you; Baby's gone, and the deed is done, We've broken the day in two. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WILLIE BREW'D A PECK O' MAUT by ROBERT BURNS SYMPATHY (2) by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR MAIDENHOOD by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW FOUR PRELUDES ON PLAYTHINGS OF THE WIND by CARL SANDBURG IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 27 by ALFRED TENNYSON |