Now I Lay Me...

Now I lay me down to sleep

Autumn tucked to winter’s keep

Now the planting-harvest rush

Settles beneath winter’s hush

Now the madrigal of May

Seems another world away

Now I lay me down to rest

Hush-a-birdie-empty nest

Hush-a-leaf that yester fell

Sequestered in winter knell

Hush-a-bye and do not cry

Sings the matron of the sky

Now I lay me down to dream

Of blue-silver-sparkled stream

Of dear, daisy-dappled June

Of sun-honeyed afternoon

Of the mirror in the lake

When at last we will awake

© Janet Martin

...now I better get some work done before 'little guy' wakes up;-)