Good night, sleep tight,
the sky is bright, the Moon is lit,
your dreams are light…
The fairies bring them on their wings
along with other magic things,
like childhood, wonder, innocence.
To grownups they
don’t make much sense,
but you, you do know what they are.
You wait for creatures from afar
to come and dance
on your front lawn
all night, until the break of dawn…
but they will not come out and leap
until you, kids, are fast asleep.
So, close your eyes,
and count to ten,
and I will sing to you again…

© 2012 Sasha A. Palmer

Image: © 2013 Nino Chakvetadze, reproduced with permission.