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Only a baby small,
Dropped from the skies;
Only a laughing face,
Two sunny eyes.
Only two cherry lips,
One chubby nose.
Only two little hands
Ten little toes..
Only a golden head,
Curly and soft;
Only a tongue that wags
Loudly and oft.
Only a little brain
Empty of thought;
Only a little heart
Troubled with naught.
Only a tender flower
Sent us to rear;
Only a life to love
While we are here.
Only a baby small
Never to rest;
Small, but how dear to us
God knoweth best.
By Matthias Barr 1831 a Victorian writer
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A new little baby
to cuddle and love
To spoil just a little
and think the world of,
A bundle from Heaven
to simply adore,
Now who in the world
could ask for more!
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Gentle Jesus meek and mild,
Look upon his little child;
Pity my simplicity;
Suffer me to come to thee.
Fain I would to Thee be brought,
Glorious God, forbid it not;
In the kingdom of Thy grace
Grant Thy little child a place.
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Twinkle, twinkle little star;
how I wonder what you are;
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond din the sky.
when the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon,
then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all through the night.
Then the traveller in the dark,
Thanks you for your tiny spark;
He could tell which way to go  
If you did not twinkle so.
In the dark blue sky you keep,
And often through my curtains peep;
For you never shut your eye
Till the sun is in the sky.
As your bright and tiny spark
Lights the traveller in the dark,
Through I know not what you are,
Twinkle, twinkle , little star.
by Jane Taylor
In summer I am very glad
We children are so small,
For we can see a thousand things
That men can't see at all.
They don't know much the moss
And all the stones they pass,
They never lie and play among
The forest and the grass.
They walk about along way off;
And when they're at the sea,
Let Father stoop as best he can
He can't find things like em.
But when the snow is on the ground
And all the puddles freeze,
I wish I was very tall,
High above the trees.
by Lawrence Alma-Tadema
There are fairies at the bottom of our garden!
It's not so very, very far away;
You pass the gardener's shed and you just keep straight ahead -
I do so hope they've really come to stay.
There's a little wood, with moss in it and beetles
And a little stream that quietly runs through;
You wouldn't think they'd dare to come merry-making there -
Well, they do.
There are fairies at the bottom of our garden!
They often have a dance on summer nights;
The butterflies and bees make a lovely little breeze,
And the rabbits stand about and hold the lights.
Did you know that they could sit upon the moonbeams
And pick a little star to make a fan,
And dance away up there in the middle of the air?
Well, they can.
There are fairies at the bottom of our garden!
You cannot think how beautiful they are;
They all stand up and sing when the Fairy Queen and King
Come gently floating down upon their car.
The King is very proud and very handsome;
The Queen - now can you guess who that could be
(She's a little girl all day, but at night she steals away)?
Well - it's Me! 
by Rose Fyleman
Children born of Fairy stock
Never need for shirt or frock,
Never want for food or fire,
Always get their hearts desire:
Jingle pockets full of gold,
Marry when their seven years old.
Every fairy child may keep
Two ponies and ten sheep;
All have houses, each their own,
Built of brick or granite stone;
They live on cherries, they run wild-
I'd love to be fairy child.
Robert Graves.
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