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Where did you come from, baby dear? | |
| Out of the everywhere into the here. | |
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| Where did you get those eyes so blue? | |
| Out of the sky as I came through. | |
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| What makes the light in them sparkle and spin? | |
| Some of the starry spikes left in. | |
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| Where did you get that little tear? | |
| I found it waiting when I got here. | |
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| What makes your forehead so smooth and high? | |
| A soft hand strok’d it as I went by. | |
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| What makes your cheek like a warm white rose? | |
| I saw something better than any one knows. | |
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| Whence that three-corner’d smile of bliss? | |
| Three angels gave me at once a kiss. | |
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| Where did you get this pearly ear? | |
| God spoke, and it came out to hear. | |
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| Where did you get those arms and hands? | |
| Love made itself into bonds and bands. | |
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| Feet, whence did you come, you darling things? | |
| From the same box as the cherubs’ wings. | |
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| How did they all just come to be you? | |
| God thought about me, and so I grew. | |
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| But how did you come to us, you dear? | |
| God thought about you, and so I am here. | George Macdonald 1895 | | |
