Quiet, child

your eyes are red and tired

you haven't smiled

for so long

rocking in you rocking chair

hair over your eyes

won't anyone sing to you a lullaby?

Don't wipe the tears

away that soothe your soul

rocking back and forth

on a back porch

can't hear the crickets on the lawn.

See you, by yourself

moonlight on your face

it helps to hide

amid the stars

they are so cold but

never hurt you now.

If there was a hand to hold

would you take it

if I sang to you a lullaby?

Hiding is easy, when you're alone.

Soft foot-falls, white lines

dying dandelions

you see, it's just me

rocking back and forth

on a back porch.