HOME from the daisied meadows, where you linger yet - <br />Home, golden-headed playmate, ere the sun is set; <br />For the dews are falling fast <br />And the night has come at last. <br />Home with you, home and lay your little head at rest, <br />Safe, safe, my little darling, on your mother's breast. <br />Lullaby, darling; your mother is watching you; <br /> she'll be your guardian and shield. <br />Lullaby, slumber, my darling, till morning be <br /> bright upon mountain and field. <br />Long, long the shadows fall. <br />All white and smooth at home your little bed is laid. <br />All round your head be angels.<br /><br />Robert Louis Stevenson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/come-from-the-daisied-meadows/
