~Where Did You Come From Baby Dear~

Where did you come from Baby Dear?
Out of the everywhere into here.

Where did you get your eyes so blue?
Out of the sky as I came through.

What makes the light in them sparkle and spin?
Some of the starry spikes left in.

Where did you find that little tear?
I found it waiting when I got here.

What makes your forehead so smooth and high?
A hand stroked it as I went by.

What makes your cheeks like a warm white rose?
I saw something better than anyone knows.

Whence the three cornered smile of bliss?
Three angels gave me at once a kiss.

Where did you get that pearly ear?
God spoke, and out it came to hear.

Where did you get those arms and hands?
Love made itself into hooks and bands.

Feet, whence did you come, you darling things?
From the same box as cherub wings.

How did they all come to be you?
God thought about me and so I grew.

But, how did you come to us, you dear?
God thought about you, so I am here.

--George MacDonald



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