Silly notebook sketching.
The poem:
Lady Button Eyes, by Eugene Field.
When the busy day is done,
And my weary little one
Rocketh gently to and fro;
When the night winds softly blow,
And the crickets in the glen
Chirp and chirp and chirp again;
Where 'pon the haunted green
Fairies dance around their queen
Then from yonder misty skies
Cometh Lady Button Eyes.
Through the muck and mist and gloom
To our quiet cozy home,
Where to singing sweet and low
Rocks a cradle to and fro.
Where the clock's dull monotone
Telleth of the day that's done,
Where the moonbeams hover o'er
Playthings sleeping on the floor,
Where my weary wee one lies
Cometh Lady Button Eyes.
Layeth she her hands upon
My dear weary little one,
And those white hands overspread
Like a veil the curly head,
Seem to fondle and caress
Every little silken tress.
Then she smoothes the eyelids down
Over those two eyes of brown
In such soothing tender wise
Cometh Lady Button Eyes.
More poems by Eugene Field.