Angel kit created by Mamrotka

Journaling reads:

Sing a Song of Sixpence
Mother Goose

Sing a song of sixpence
pocket full of rye
four and twenty blackbirds
baked in a pie

When the pie was opened
the birds began to sing
wasn't that a dainty dish
to set before the king

The king was in his counting house
counting out his money
the queen was in the parlor
eating bread and honey

The maid was in the garden
hanging out the clothes
along came a blackbird
who snipped off her nose


My dad taught me how to sing this song when I was a little girl. It conjured up thoughts of Kings and Queens of another time... and getting your nose snipped off was lots of fun. I was very sick as a baby and young child. My father would sit up nights rocking, reading stories and singing songs to me. I always felt safe and secure in my daddy's arms.

(I'm the baby in the picture)