When moonlight spills across the floor,
And night comes soft and deep,
I stand beside your little beds
And listen while you sleep.
The world grows still, the stars lean low,
The dark begins to sing,
And in the hush of every breath
I find my everything.
I wonder where your dreaming goes,
What skies your hearts may see,
What castles rise, what rivers run,
What songs drift through the trees.
Do angels walk beside you there,
With lanterns warm and bright?
Do you chase fireflies through the clouds
And laugh into the night?
I pray to God, though He is still,
That peace will guard your days,
That joy will bloom beneath your feet
And light will line your ways.
I pray the world is kind to you,
That hope stays in your hands,
That love will find you where you are
And help you understand.
Stay small awhile, stay soft, stay true,
Stay wild with wonder too,
Stay just as close as you are now,
Before the years break through.
For time will move like morning mist,
And you will rise and grow,
With dreams too wide for these four walls
And roads I’ll never know.
But every night I’ll hold this hour,
This quiet, sacred part,
Your breathing like a lullaby
That settles in my heart.
And when I whisper through the dark,
May these words find you there:
I love you more than all the stars
That shimmer in the air.
More than the moon can pull the tide,
More than the sun can rise,
More than the endless velvet dark
Can ever hold its skies.
Perhaps one day, if life should lead
Your hearts where mine has been,
You’ll bend above your sleeping child
And feel this love begin.
Then you may know what words cannot,
What fathers seldom say,
That every breath you took at night
Was gold I stored away.
So sleep, my loves, and dream your dreams,
Let heaven keep you near.
The reasons that I breathe at all
Are resting safely here.
And should you forget everything,
Let this still be the part:
I loved you past the farthest star,
With all my waking heart.

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