Kate Greenaway (1846-1901 / England)
Poems by Kate Greenaway : 35 / 43
To Baby
OH, what shall my blue eyes go see?
Shall it be pretty Quack-Quack to-day?
Or the Peacock upon the Yew Tree?
Or the dear little white Lambs at play?
Say Baby.
For Baby is such a young Petsy,
And Baby is such a sweet Dear.
And Baby is growing quite old now–
She's just getting on for a year.
Kate Greenaway
Submitted: Friday, September 03, 2010
Poems by Kate Greenaway : 35 / 43
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