Pixie Princess

Where Did You Come From ?

Where did you come from, Baby dear?
Out of the everywhere into here.
Where did you get your 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 get 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-comer’d 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 bands?
Love made itself into hooks and hands.
Feet, whence did you come, you darling things?
From the same box as the cherubs’ wings.
Where did you get that dimple so cute,
God touched my cheek as I came through.
How did they all come just to be you?
God thought of me, and so I grew.
But how did you come to us, you dear?
God thought of you, and so I am here.

George MacDonald, 1871

When children lay them down to sleep,
Two Angels come. their watch to keep,
Cover them up. safely and warm,
Tenderly shield them from ev’ry harm.
But when they wake at dawn of day,
The two Angels go away,
Rest from their work of care and love
For God Himself keeps watch above

Unknown

Beauty Lies Within

Beauty lies within.
How can you tell?
Is it the color of my skin?
The color of my hair?
Tell me so I can search to make sure it’s there.

You walk by with your fancy looks.
Wearing earrings and silver hooks.
Teasing and laughing because I look like dirt.
Why are they laughing? We are all God’s work.

My skin has bumps just like the dusty roads.
But your skin is smooth just like the crescent moon.
Why I’m I cursed with this horrible hair?
Soon I’m going to go bald and they will all stare.

With these wide hips and thunder thighs,
What man would want me? I’m ugly outside.
I’ve tried every trick to make my life perfect.
But can’t you see its just not worth it.

I give up, I can’t do this.
I’m going to accept my looks and be through with it.
Hey beautiful!
Are you talking to me?
You are the beauty I see staring at me.
I guess beauty lies within after all.
Search within yourself its not that small.

Author Unknown

The Angels

May angels rest beside your door,
May you hear their voices sing.
May you feel their loving care for you,
May you hear their peace bells ring.
May angels always care for you,
And not let you trip and fall,
May they bear you up on angel’s wings,
May they keep you standing tall.
May they whisper wisdom in your ear,
May they touch you when you need,
May they remove from you each trace of fear,
May they keep you from feeling greed.
May they fill you with their presence,
May they show you love untold,
May they always stand beside you
And make you ever bold.
May they teach you what you need to know
About life here and here-after.
May they fill you always with their love
And give you the gift of laughter

Author Unknown