Here you will find the Poem Baby's Dreams of poet Isabella Valancy Crawford
I SAW a fairy twine, Of star-white jessamine, A dainty seat, shaped like an airy swing, With two round yellow stars Against the misty bars Of night; she nailed it high In the pansy-purple sky, With four taps of her little rainbow wing. To and fro That swing I'll blow. The baby moon in the amethyst sky Will laugh at us as we float and fly, And stretch her silver arms and try To catch the earth-babe swinging by
