Where do fairy babies lie, till they're old enough to fly? Here's a likely place, I think, mid these flowers, blue and pink. Pink for girls and blue for boys: pretty things for babies toys! Let us peep now, gently. Why, Fairy baby, here you lie! Kicking there, with no one by, baby dear, how good you lie! All alone, but you are not, You could never be forgot! O how glad I am I've found you, with forget me nots all around you. Blue, the colour of the sky, Fairy baby, Hushaby!