They come to you with fearful eyes
Afraid they’re all alone,
Their trembling hands reach out to you…
Their knight; that will atone.
The euphoric sandman’s dance…
Has fade to darken dreams,
With all your might… you’ll strike the night,
And deliver them from fiends.
Now sleep my child
For your dreams will soon return,
Your knight is here to defend your tears,
And lay the beast to burn.
-Antony King © 2016
