If
we focus on the crocuses
Just nosing from the ground,
We’ll realize there’s a corner of which
Spring is just around.
Just nosing from the ground,
We’ll realize there’s a corner of which
Spring is just around.
Their
little stems are poking up
With leaves all tucked in tight,
Just waiting to reveal their colors,
Much to our delight.
With leaves all tucked in tight,
Just waiting to reveal their colors,
Much to our delight.
For
when those purples manifest,
The season’s underway;
And crocuses will lead the dance
In Nature’s spring display.
The season’s underway;
And crocuses will lead the dance
In Nature’s spring display.
Until
that magic time, we wait
And need no hocus-pocus,
For reassurance beckons if we
Focus on the crocus.
And need no hocus-pocus,
For reassurance beckons if we
Focus on the crocus.
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