Poems (Barker)/Baby's Worth

Baby's Worth.
How much do I ask for Baby,
I'd hardly like to tell;
For what I ask is beyond your reach,
And I know it very well.

I want all the wealth of the Indias,
Increased by seventy fold,
But that would never be half the worth
Of one little curl of gold.

I want all the Queen's Dominions,
All the Castles, old and grand,
But that would not pay me nearly
For one little dimpled hand.

I want all the sweet, fair flowers
That dot this flower-decked earth,
But that could not reach a moment
What one little smile is worth.

I'd like to dwell in a palace,
With its wonders of wealth and art,
But it wouldn't be worth the sunshine,
Of the love of my baby's heart.

So I think it fair to tell you,
Although you would like to buy,
That what I ask is beyond your reach,
I have set my price too high.