I saw a curly leaf and it was caught against the grassy side, <br />And it was tangled in the watery grasses where the branch is wide; <br />I had it for my little ark of rushes that must wait and hide. <br /> <br /> <br />I had it for my little Moses hidden where no one could see, <br />The little baby Moses that nobody knew about but me. <br /> <br /> <br />And I was hiding in the flags and I was waiting all the day, <br />And watching on the bank to see if Pharaoh's daughter came that way.<br /><br />Elizabeth Madox Roberts<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/among-the-rushes/
