Forget-me-not:
Where do fairy babies lie,
Till they´re old enough to fly?
Her´s a likely place, I think,
'Mid these flowers, blue and pink,
(Pink for girls and blue for boys:
Pretty things for babies´ toys!)
Let us peep now, gently. Why,
Fairy baby, here you lie!
Kicking there, with no one by,
Baby dear, how good you lie!
All alone, but O, you´re not-
You could never be-forgot!
O how glad I am I´ve found you,
With Forget-me-nots around you,
Blue, the colour of the sky!
Fairy bany, Hushaby!
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