While You Sleep

Who will love you, when you’re empty;
A stranger sitting, all alone?

Whose anxious faces keep appearing;
Some of whom have your blue eyes?

What hands will gently still your shaking,
With fingers just like yours?

What voices will tell nighttime stories
As you nap away the days?

Who will sing your childhood songs
In sweet, soprano tones?

Who will come, when days are past
And only night awaits you?

We will love you, Grandma, Dear;
We’ll hold, and tell and sing.

We’ll care for you, though you’re not here,
While you go to sleep.

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