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The Stars And The Babies Post by :45997 Category :Poems Author :Eliza Lee Cabot Follen Date :May 2011 Read :2093

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The Stars And The Babies

When the stars go to sleep,
The babies awake,
And they prattle and sparkle all day;
Then the stars light their lamps,
And their playtime they take,
While the babies are sleeping away.

So good night, little baby,
And shut up your eyes;
Let the stars now have their turn at play;
They soon will begin
To shoot through the skies,
And dance in the bright milky way.

No, no, my dear nurse,
I cannot go to sleep;
Since you've put the thought into my head,
Let us have with the stars
One game at bo-peep;
Then good night, and a kiss, and to bed.


(The end)
Eliza Lee Cabot Follen's poem: Stars And The Babies

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