LULLABY FOR A GRANDSON was written by an 89 year old great-grandfather for his great grandson in 1959:
Now sleeps the angel in his bed,
His soul is bathed in rest,
No birdling ever tucked its head
More warmly in its nest.
The wide world tiptoes from his ken,
Time hushes in its race,
The shadowland of dreams steals in
And peace lights up his face.
Sleep on, sleep on, my little wren,
Store peace within your mind,
For many years must pass for men
‘Til peace again they find.
George W. Constable