Baby Mine Poem by Kate Greenaway

Baby Mine



BABY mine, over the trees;
Baby mine, over the flowers;
Baby mine, over the sunshine;
Baby mine, over the showers;

Baby mine, over the land;
Baby mine, over the water.
Oh, when had a mother before
Such a sweet–such a sweet, little daughter!

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