The air is quiet
Round my bed.
The dark is drowsy
In my head.
The sky’s forgetting
To be red,
And soon I’ll be asleep.

A half a million
Miles away
The silver stars
Come out to play,
And comb their hair
And that’s OK
And soon I’ll be asleep.

And teams of fuzzy
Teddy bears
Are stumping slowly
Up the stairs
To rock me in
Their rocking chairs
And soon I’ll be asleep.

The night is shining
Round my head.
The room is snuggled
In my bed.
Tomorrow I’ll be
Big they said
And soon I’ll be asleep.

Copyright: from Garbage Delight (HarperCollins, 2012), © Dennis Lee 1977, used by permission of the author and the publisher

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