BREAKING THE DAY IN TWO

When from dawn till noon seems one long day,
      And from noon till night another,
O then should a little boy come from play,
      And creep into the arms of his mother.
Snugly creep and fall asleep,
      O come, my baby, do,
Creep into my lap, and with a nap
      We'll break the day in two.

When the shadows slant for afternoon,
      When the midday meal is over,
When the winds have sung themselves into a swoon,
      And the bees drone in the clover,
Then hie to me, hie, for a lullaby,
      Come, my baby, do,
Creep into my lap, and with a nap
      We'll break the day in two.

We'll break it in two with a crooning song,
    With a soft and soothing number,
For the day has no right to be so long,
   And keep my baby from slumber.
Then rock-a-by, rock, may white dreams flock,
   Like angels, over you--
Baby's gone, and the deed is done,
    We've broken the day in two.

The Beautiful Land of Nod by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Chicago: Morrill, Higgins & Co. [1892]


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