Wednesday, October 15, 2008

For My Mother

My mother asked me to look up this poem for her.
I thought I would share with all of you as well.
Where did you come from, baby dear?
Out of the everywhere into the here.
Where did you get those eyes so blue?
Out of the sky as I came through.
What makes the light in them sparkle and spin?
Some of the starry spikes left in.
Where did you find that little tear?
I found it waiting when I got here.
What makes your forehead so smooth and high?
A soft hand stroked it as I went by.
What makes your cheek like a warm white rose?
I saw something better than anyone knows.
Whence that three-cornered smile of bliss?
Three angels gave me at once a kiss.
Where did you get this pearly ear?
God spoke, and it came out to hear.
Where did you get those arms and hands?
Love made itself into hooks and bands.
Feet, whence did you come, you darling things?
From the same box as the cherubs' wings.
How did they all just come to be you?
God thought about me, and so I grew.
But how did you come to us, you dear?
God thought about you, and so I am here.
- George MacDonald 19th Century


harliegram said...

Thanks Babe. I thought I had this written down somewhere but could not find it.


Anonymous said...

Your mom quoted two little lines from this verse and I fell in love with it like right now. Thanks for sharing with all of us.Luv, Rosie

ShellyMae said...

That really is a beautiful poem!