'Goodnight' poem

Goodnight

Sleep the sleep of mortals
In the slumberland of dreams
And open up the portals
To the land of Kings and Queens
Listen to the fairies laugh
And hear the harebells peel
Walk the soft and rambling path
Between the golden fields
Dream of what you want to be
And where you want to go
Of the beautiful green valley
And of mountains capped with snow
And when your wandering wondering soul
From slumber must return
And leave the wooded watering hole
As dawn's faint light doth burn
Come gently back with love in mind
For all your kith and kin
With care enough for all mankind
And harmony within.