English poem
Baby-Land
by George Cooper (1840–1927)
Which is the way to Baby-Land? Any one can tell; Up one flight, To your right; Please to ring the bell.
What can you see in Baby-Land? Little folks in white, Downy heads, Cradle-beds, Faces pure and bright.
What do they do in Baby-Land? Dream and wake and play, Laugh and crow, Shout and grow, Jolly times have they.
What do they say in Baby-Land? Why, the oddest things; Might as well Try to tell What a birdie sings.
Who is the queen of Baby-Land? Mother kind and sweet; And her love, Born above, Guides the little feet.