The Secret
"How an anonymous poem in my mother's Ontario Grade One Reader became a lullaby and a painting."
Katie Kidwell
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The Story
This poem "The Secret" was in my mother's Grade One Ontario Reader. It was one of her favourite's. If you know who wrote it let me know. I took the liberty of writing a lullaby for it many years ago.
For my 2017 Parkside Show "The Little Birds that Fly" I artistically arranged the poem on special paper in a special frame along with this painting, "The Cradle."
The Poem
A SECRET
(from the Ontario Readers First Book)
I know of a cradle, so wee and so blue,
Where a baby is sleeping this morning, -- do you?
I think he is dreaming the dearest of things --
Of songs and of sunshine, of tiny brown wings.
I’ll tell you a secret, -- don’t tell where you heard, --
The cradle’s an egg, -- and the baby’s a bird!
Author Unknown
The Song
Listen to this song on SoundCloud
Music & Performance ©K. Kidwell, 2002, SOCAN