Silence's Ramble

Silence tiptoes on delicate feet

To all the children who are fast asleep

A curtain of hair falls across her face

As she brushes it back without slowing her pace

A sliver of moonlight guides her step

As she glances to the sky from which she lept

Then she reaches her slender hand down to the bed

And bestows peaceful dreams on the little one's head

In the blink of an eye she is gone from the room

To go help more children sleeping in gloom

And visiting their sleep before starting to fly

Back over the rooftops and into the sky