Her Cadet is Restless

It will be your time soon


Beneath stars and clouds


And a bibbed cow slipping


Round the moon at warp two.


Rest your sleepy head


Upon your bombardiers balled scarf,


Thrupping propellers


Before your closed eyes,


Corkscrewing kite tails


Between mountains of white.


Blue higher above


And below? Fires belching night.


Astride that red checkered


Silver finned bolt,


Tea cups clink and Jessie moos.


"the tea is fine and the evening chill,


Have you seen my honey, the spoon?"


You sup and sigh that it's alright


if she spends tonight in your room.


Way up here beyond the sky,


The moon, approaching the asteroid dark,


No one can find where you lay your head,


The wars rage on, a world apart.


So high up here


Cool milk with a little sugar


Is ready for you when your rocket ship touches down.


Fluff your blankets and your pillows


And go back when you're able.


The galaxy arms you rest in


Will keep the beasties away.


Off to dreams with you


My darling, sleep sound.