Baby Dear Where did you come from, baby
dear?
Where did you get those eyes
so blue?
What makes the light in them
sparkle and spin?
Where did you get that little
tear?
What makes your forehead so smooth
and high?
What makes your cheek like a
warm white rose?
Whence that three-corner'd smile
of bliss?
Where did you get this pearly
ear?
Where did you get those arms
and hands?
Feet, whence did you come, you
darling things?
How did they all just come to
be you?
But how did you come to us, you
dear?
George MacDonald
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