Close the book and dim the light, <br />I shall read no more to-night. <br />No--I am not sleepy, dear-- <br />Do not go: sit by me here <br />In the darkness and the deep <br />Silence of the watch I keep. <br />Something in your presence so <br />Soothes me--as in long ago <br />I first felt your hand--as now-- <br />In the darkness touch my brow; <br />I've no other wish than you <br />Thus should fold mine eyelids to, <br />Saying nought of sigh or tear-- <br />Just as God were sitting here.<br /><br />James Whitcomb Riley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/his-vigil/
