Treasure Island

Anna Hardin

(Feb.11,2000 / Cartersville, Georgia)

Little Child

Little child go to bed,
little child rest your head.
Little child don't be afraid,
To be afraid, the darkness was not made.

Just go to sleep and have a dream,
dreams are never what they seem.
Just close your eyes and awaken in the morning time.
Just have a dream as sweet as lime.

Little child go to sleep,
little child, sleep so deep.
Little child listen to my rhyme,
little child awaken in the morning time.

Submitted: Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, June 20, 2012

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  • The Reader (7/2/2012 9:23:00 PM)

    Lovely poem... Blake-like sounds n diction, he says
    Little Lamb Who made thee?
    Dost thou know Who made thee?

    And it IS a poem. (Report) Reply

  • Phillips Olayanju (7/1/2012 9:19:00 AM)

    I am highly stupefied at your rhyme Anna, you could use it to your advantage by adding more spice to your poems. (Report) Reply

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