Mother's Song

This maternity leave's nursing sessions are accompanied by Mickey Mouse and his pals, a princess named Sophia, and a doctor for stuffed animals.  Yes, in an effort to entice Anna to stay close and not attempt to burn the house down, we watch Disney Junior.  In between the animated fun, they have a short series where famous folks read sweet poems, I've heard Katie Holmes, Caroline Kennedy and Whoopi Goldberg so far.  As I searched for the full text and author afterwards, I realized this poem has been playing for a few years, but I first heard it today.  It was the happiest of coincidences that I had one girl in my lap and the other right next to me. What a sweet, sweet poem.  As I wind down my maternity leave and prepare to return to the working world, it pulled at my heartstrings and I hugged both of my girls very tightly all afternoon.  This poem truly embodies all that being a Mother is and means to me.  

Mother's Song
A traditional lullaby

My heart is like a fountain true
That flows and flows with love to you.
As chirps the lark unto the tree
...So chirps my pretty babe to me.

There's not a rose where'er I seek,
As comely as my baby's cheek.
There's not a comb of honey-bee,
So full of sweets as babe to me.

There's not a star that shines on high,
Is brighter than my baby's eye.
There's not a boat upon the sea,
Can dance as baby does to me.

No silk was ever spun so fine
As is the hair of baby mine.
My baby smells more sweet to me
Than smells in spring the elder tree.

A little fish swims in the well,
So in my heart does baby dwell.
A little flower blows on the tree,
My baby is the flower to me.

The Queen has sceptre, crown and ball,
You are my sceptre, crown and all.
For all her robes of royal silk,
More fair your skin, as white as milk.

Ten thousand parks where deer do run,
Ten thousand roses in the sun,
Ten thousand pearls beneath the sea,
My babe more precious is to me.

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