Starlight and midnight,
chimes of the clock,
rock a bye baby,
asleep in the stock.
Widow in the corner,
bread maker in the den,
presents for you and me,
the clucking of a hen.
All the silly songs,
and all the whispered words,
nonsense in one ear,
and courage takes a turn.
Remember this song my dear,
it will keep you safe.
Think of it and sing to me,
when your heart begins to break.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful poem! A lovely read! Well done x