I don't know what to call this piece, neither do I know what it is

My child, my child,
Don't cry, don't cry.
My child, my child,
Don't fret, don't sigh.
Your dreams have fallen apart
And you are burying them tonight.
However, life goes on
And there is nothing you can do
But soldier on.
Do not despair,
I have something to tell you.
There will be new dreams,
So you must at least try
To bring them to life.
Though some may die,
Do not let them be stillborn.
My child, my child,
Don't cry, don't cry.
My child, my child,
Don't fret, don't sigh.