The Valley that Calls by Deniz Besim - HTML preview

A New Baby

The moment the nurse gave me my baby

I saw her full of remarkable grace

So she'd sleep I sung her a lullaby

And so tenderly did I her embrace.

Her breathing was incredibly tender

And soft.  Her eyelashes were thick and full,

A baby of my favourite gender,

She'll take after me and be beautiful.

Her eyes were gently closed like a petal

Of the most tenderest blue baby's breath

Her heart strong, her courage will be metal,

I see her blanket and lie her beneath.

What will I name her?  I contemplate Rose

She hardly nothing about the world knows.