Tonight, I was reading to my belly from my copy of "Hymns and Prayers For Children," which was printed in 1956 and is positively falling apart. On the inside of the front cover, it has the little "This book belongs to:" part, with my sister's name "age 7" and my name, "age 5." (Note: I was not 5 years old in 1956.) However, my name and age had been crossed out with some vicious pencil scribble. That greedy wench.
Anyway, I found the following and choked up a little, especially since our sweet little boy is due Easter day:
Sleep, sleep, sleep, little seed,
Sleep through the winter long.
Wake, wake, wake in the spring,
Wake with the bluebird's song.
Sleep, sleep, sleep, little seed,
Hidden from sight away.
Wake, wake, waken and grow,
Waken for Easter Day.
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