Thank goodness for The Sandman!

The Sandman

Goodnight Poem by Evelyn Stein

The Sandman! hark, I hear him!
He’s coming up the stair,
And everybody near him
Is nodding, I declare!
He’s peeping in the door now,
And first of all he spies,
As he has done before now,
The little children’s eyes!
Then quickly does he throw it,
His golden sleepy-sand,
And all, before they know it,
Are off for sleepy-land!