We Have A Secret 

We have a secret, you and I, that no one else shall know,
For who but I can see you lie each night in fire glow?
And who but I can reach my hand before we go to bed
And feel the living warmth of you and touch your silken head?
And only I walk woodland paths and see ahead of me,
Your small form racing with the wind so young again, and free.
And only I can see you swim in every brook I pass
And when I call, no one but I can see the bending grass.

Anon.

Night night, my darling Woody. Until we meet again.