Lullaby

By Edith Nesbit

SLEEP, sleep, my treasure,

        The long day's pleasure

Has tired the birds, to their nests they creep;

        The garden still is

        Alight with lilies,

But all the daisies are fast asleep.

        Sleep, sleep, my darling,

        Dawn wakes the starling,

The sparrow stirs when he sees day break;

        But all the meadow

    Is wrapped in shadow,

And you must sleep till the daisies wake!