TILL TOMORROW
Good night! good night! — the golden day
Has veiled its sunset beam,
And twilight’s star its beauteous ray
Has mirrored in the stream; —
Low voices come from vale and height,
And murmur soft, good night! good night!
Good night! — the bee with folded wings
Sleeps sweet in honeyed flowers,
And far away the night-bird sings
In dreamy forest bowers,
And slowly fades the western light
In deepening shade, — good night! good night!
Good night! good night! — in whispers low
The ling’ring zephyr sighs.
And softly, in its dreamy flow.
The murm’ring brook replies;
And, where yon casement still is bright,
A softer voice has breathed good-night!
Good night! — as steals the cooling dew
Where the young violet lies.
E’en so may slumber steal anew
To weary human eyes.
And softly steep the aching sight
In dewy rest — good night! good night!
-Pamelia Sarah Yule, (1826 – 1897) Canada
Gladsome Lights 
Once upon a time, John Lennon wrote a lullaby for his five-month-old son Julian. Recently, Home Free arranged a cover of the song that’s exquisite. I thought of it while reading the poem.
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I do love those harmonies. The funny thing is, I listened to the lullaby just after waking from a nap. But I won’t be surprised if the tune comes back to me when I‘m climbing into bed tonight. Thank you, Linda!
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Have a good night, Gretchen Joanna. God bless you and keep you.
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Thank you, Sandi. «He gives His people sleep.” ❤️
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A lovely poem to read before going to bed…which is exactly what I’m going to do. Good night.
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What a beautiful poem!
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