Nature at it's finest ! |
| Spring announced returning sun from winter's dark and dour a parade of birds harken of the coming of a flower With vanity it pushes through the snow with furtive power in shadow's turn it brings anew the coming of a flower Purple's golden spangly hue grows bright with every hour the life of summer listens to the coming of a flower Just above the forest's floor the haughty starts to tower soon the fall will bring no more the coming of a flower |