Little strawberry song

A maiden on a rocky ledge

found a lone little Strawberry plant,

from storm and rains

it was broken and torn.

The maiden spoke softly then:

You poor lonely orphan,

come with me into my garden,

you shall be like my little child.

She carefully lifted its roots

and carried the little plant in her lap

and selected a quiet and pleasant

little place, cool and sunny,

and dug in the earth

with industrious resolve,

and planted the little thing there

and said: This shall be your little bed.

And as the springtime came,

the little plant began to bloom beautifully,

with seven white stars;

that the Maiden was pleased to see.

Seven berries appeared then,

like little rubies.

See, she says, how grateful it is,

and thinks, I am its little mother.