I live alone with my preschooler in an off-grid cabin on a remote island off the coast of British Columbia.
"Don't wish me happiness I don't expect to be happy all the time....It's gotten beyond that somehow. Wish me courage and strength and a sense of humor. I will need them all." Anne Morrow Lindbergh
Thursday, 5 July 2012
Way down in the buttercup meadow
Way down in the buttercup meadow I saw a white ba sheep one day. And close by her side in the meadow a dear little white lamb was at play. Does the sheep mama love her white lambkin just as you love me say mama say? Does the sheep mama love her white lambkin just as you love me say mama say? In the orchard out in the old pear tree there are five little birds in the nest. Willie says they belong to the robin who wears a red bib on her breast. In all this great wide world of birdies does she love her own birdie the best? In all this great wide world of birdies does she love her own birdie the best? Last night as I looked out my window before I repeated my prayers the moon with the stars close beside her were walking way up in the sky. Did God make the little star babies cause the moon was so lonely up there? Did God make the little star babies cause the moon was so lonely up there? I did a google search on this lullaby and was unable to find any history. I do know that my darling baby girl is the sixth generation to hear it sung by her mama. Now that she knows it I get a smile of recognition whenever I sing it.
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