Kate Greenaway Poems
On The Bridge
IF I could see a little fish–
That is what I just now wish!
I want to see his great round eyes
Always open in surprise.
I wish a water rat would glide
Slowly to the other side;
Or a dancing spider sit
On the yellow flags a bit.
I think I'll get some stones to throw,
And watch the pretty circles show.
Or shall we sail a flower-boat,
And watch it slowly–slowly float?
That's nice–because you never know
How far away it means to go;
And when to-morrow comes, you see,
It may be in the great wide sea.
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!