A Daddy's Lullaby Poem by Glen Martin Fitch

Your daddy can do many things for you,
Yet there is one he can't, it seems.
Alone, alone, you must alone
Go find the land of dreams.

And I have taught you many things, but this
May be the hardest of our games,
For each of us must every night
Go find the land of dreams.

But I'll be here to hold you till
You're on your way.
I'll tell you what to do, my child.
Abide by what I say.

Pull your pillow to your cheek, child.
Tuck the blanket in under your chin.
Lie still. Be calm. Close your eyes, child.
Breathe deep, la, la, la, la. Good night.


And if you wake tonight, alone in darkness
To shadows and moonbeams
You'll know now, how, yes, all alone
To find the land of dreams.

I need you now to sleep, not laugh, child.
The night's no time for toys and schemes.
Your daddy, soon, himself, alone
Must seek the land of dreams.


But I'll be here to hold you
Until you're on your way.
I'll tell you what to do, child.
Abide by what I say.

Pull your pillow to your cheek, child.
Tuck the blanket in under your chin.
Lie still. Be calm. Close your eyes, child.
Breathe deep, la, la, la, la. Good night.