Woodland Lullaby

Moon in the night sky, how brightly she shines Now all the world's asleep But the leaves in the woodland that whisper their rhymes Down to the roots running so deep And the trees in the coombe keep the stars in the sky Well hid from the stream As the stones in its bed watch the water run by I wonder who'll be in their dream So quietly echoing the owlet's cry The valley hums her tune To the creaky old beech and the oak's lullaby As they wave gently to the bright moon Now all through the dark days and through the light I'll be watching you Drawn by the candle that shines through the night Down the hall upon the Creaky floor behind the Wooden door of your bedroom