An Old Counting Rhyme

My mother sang me the words. I sang the words to my children. They will sing the words to their children.  This simple "Old Counting Rhyme" has soothed many a child since 1957 when it was first written.  My copy of Over in the Meadow is worn, and the spine is broken.  Like other childhood favorite books, its condition tells how much it was read and loved.  Some people put these treasures away or give them away once children are grown, not me.  I visit my bookshelves regularly, picture books have a special place in my house and in my heart.  Over in the Meadow is one of them.