Sweetest and wonty,
Pudding and pie;
Good little laddie,
Just like your daddie.
Fallen from Heaven,
Come from the sky."
"But he didn't," whispered the robin.
The Woman paused in her singing. "Didn't what?"
"He didn't fall from Heaven. God's just been telling me; He never heard about him."
The Woman smiled. "Never heard about him! It doesn't matter; his Mummy's heard about him." She stooped to kiss the soft little bundle, for he had commenced to stir. Then she resumed her singing.