Dear little cute child, whose very speech
Gives me joy beyond my heart’s measure,
Though far my years might reach,
Life can offer no better treasure.

Loveliest flower in my garden of dreams!
Mine have been sweet like fairy stories;
But of all that have come true, it seems
Your babyhood brought the greatest glories.

All my life long I have tried to make
Dreams in a perfect song go winging;
I knew the wonder when you spoke,
And your life went a poetic singing.