Mother's Song

my heart is like a fountain true

that flows and flows with love to you

as chirps the lark unto the trees

so chirps my pretty babe to me

there's not a rose where 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

that's 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
that 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

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