BREAKING THE DAY IN TWO

By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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.