When Dolly Is Afraid

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Title:     When Dolly Is Afraid
Author: Mary Carolyn Davies [More Titles by Davies]

When lights are standing in the street;
And on the sidewalk all the feet
Are quiet, and it's growing late,
And our brown clock is striking eight:

I pack the animals and ark,
And push them deep into the dark;
And in a quiet row I lay
My cups and saucers 'til the day.

But who could ever say Good-night
And leave her doll in such a plight?
I couldn't let her stay without
A friend, and hear the dark about!

So she and I go straight upstairs;
She shuts her eyes while we say prayers,
And then we lie and count up sheep
Until we both are fast asleep.

It's not because I dread, at all,
The darkness, that I keep my doll,
But just because I think that she
Would be so frightened without me!

[The end]
Mary Carolyn Davies's poem: When Dolly Is Afraid

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