Hundred of stars 

   in the pretty sky, 

Hundred of shells 

    That go singing by, 

Hundred of lambs 

    In sunny weather, 

Hundred of dew drops 

    To greet the dawn 

Hundred of bees 

    In purple clover,  

Hundred of butterflies 

    on the lawn, 

But only one mother 

    The wide world over.