  Little yellow Sunbeam, Waking up one day, Down into the garden Took her shining way; Merrily went dancing Down the morning air, Shaking out the sparkles From her golden hair. Little yellow Sunbeam Twinkled all about, Down among the green leaves Flitting in and out. Waking up the daisies From their morning doze, Ringing up the lily-bells, Knocking up the rose. Little yellow Sunbeam, Climbing up the wall, On the baby's window Happened for to fall. In the little chamber As she took a peep, There she saw the Lovely One Lying fast asleep. Little yellow Sunbeam Tripped into the room, Sweeping out the darkness With her golden broom. All the little shadows, Glimmering and gray, Gathered up their dusky skirts, Softly slid away. Little yellow Sunbeam, Flitting to the bed, Merrily went dancing Round the baby's head. Suddenly there flashed out, To her great surprise, Other little sunbeams From the baby's eyes. Little yellow Sunbeam Said, "How can this be? Whence these little sparklers So unlike to me? Scarce I think they can be Sunbeams real and true, For we all are yellow; These are lovely blue." Little yellow Sunbeam Flew back to the sky. Running to her father, She began to cry: "Father, you must vanish! Run and hide your head! There's a brighter sun than you In the baby's bed." |
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