Nightmare

In the dark night sky A face I see with mine eyes Upon a hill, yonder still Rushing, I am no closer to thee Calm, one step at a time, slowly nearer A small child my eyes doth see A brother, the youngest, so far from me Lost and scared there there is a tear Farther and farther it does seem the hill, moving away from me Wake up from a door knocked upon Sounds of crying in my ears My name being said, mother says Thy little brother crys and calls for you thinking thou hast left Come little brother you will see, I am here with thee Calm, now, he falls fast asleep, not stirring till the morn.