Haunted Nursery Rhyme I
The stars and moon shone from the sky.
I promise you; this is no lie.
Silver and silky fell their rays—
Gentler than the sun on most days.
The breeze after twilight does tell
Of phantasies that cannot dwell.
Shades and shadows wriggle and churn,
Singing tales most will never learn.
But few awaken after dark,
As if they sleep beneath the lark.
And when you are freed from your dreams,
A grisly nightmare the world seems.
On stone, two dates have been engraved;
Will they call you fair and behaved?
Beyond the wood, beyond the dirt,
Their dreadful jeers shall never hurt.
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