Sleep, sleep for the sun has gone,
Sleep, sleep now our play is done,
Sleep, sleep after we pray,
Sleep, sleep at the end of day.
Rest, rest little arms and legs,
Rest, rest each strong muscle begs,
Rest, rest tiny ears, sparkling eyes,
Rest, rest as the night time flies.
Peace, peace from the day’s fast whirl,
Peace, peace for your tiny world,
Peace, peace in your heart of mirth,
Peace, peace in your home on earth.
Cerita M. Hewett
March 28, 2009
Get up! Get up!
You sleepy head,
Hop up, bound up,
Jump out of bed.
The day has come,
The night has fled,
So spring up, leap up
And show your head.
Cerita M. Hewett
April 14, 2015
Get up! Get up!
You sleepy head,
Hop up, bound up,
Jump out of bed.
The day has come,
The night has fled,
So spring up, leap up
And show your head.
Cerita M. Hewett
April 14, 2015
Joy, peace, calming air fills my lungs
In the light and beauty surrounding me.
Listening to my heart thumping out a rhythm,
Slow and sleepy
Like a bear in hibernation.
The lids of my eyes hang low
Cutting out the brilliant light.
Slowly, like turtles crawling up onto a log,
Sleep overcomes my inner will.
Sleeping, rocking slowly.
Sleep.
Elena Hewett
Oct 2015
When you have a sleepy head,
Take your pillow and go to bed.
Count the good things on your way,
Happy work and active play.
Then close your eyes and softly pray,
“Thank you Lord, for this nice day”.
Cerita M. Hewett
Dec 2007
(for Alisha)
Her favorite hour of the YEAR?
Daylight Savings’ Fall Back Morning.
Nothing is planned,
No one can demand it,
Because this mythical hour,
Actually doesn’t exist,
Truly a FREE hour,
She can really sleep in.
Thank you Woodrow Wilson.
You probably didn’t think of
This unintended consequence
Of your World War I policy!
Cerita M. Hewett
October 30, 2015
The dogs in our neighborhood
Take very seriously their jobs.
Perhaps it is because there seems
To be so few of them in Guayaquil.
We rarely see them in the daytime,
And only hear them as we lie in bed,
On nights when our minds are over active,
Wishing for the sweet refreshment of sound sleep.
Then it seems the chorus begins.
Woof, woof!
Oooo, oooo!
Arf, arf, arf!
Rrrrr, rrrr!
Owoo, Owoo, Owoo!
Close and distant they holler.
I wonder, “Are they talking to each other?
Is a rat running across their patio?
Perhaps a cat slurks along the top of a nearby wall?
Has a well known thief entered the garden?
Is some old dog ill?
Has there been a death in the community?
Did their retirement fund collapse?
Or are they debating some compelling political question?”
At last their conversation ceases.
Perhaps the danger passes,
Possibly their pain or sorrow is soothed,
Perchance a truce or concession comes to pass.
At last night-quiet peace reigns supreme once more.
We remain awake, alas awake,
Quiet, yet awake,
Musing over all the possibilities.
Cerita M. Hewett
April 29, 2009
(revised 2014)
Come to me now
While it is dark and
Most of my world
Rests, snores, breaths deeply,
Turns slowly.
Come while
Water is quiet,
Air is still.
Come now while time ticks mercilessly
Towards dawn and work,
Sleep come now!
Cerita M. Hewett
March 7, 1997
(revised 2014)
Get up! Getup!
You sleepy head,
Hop up, bound up,
Jump out of bed.
The day has come,
The night has fled,
So spring up, leap up
And show your head!
Cerita M. Hewett
April 14, 2015