Poem about Spring 😌

😊 Poem 🔥

I'm a pretty little thing,

Always coming with the spring; 

In the meadows green I'm found,

Peeping just above the ground,

And my stalk is cover'd flat

With a white and yellow hat. 

Little Mary, when you pass

Lightly o'er the tender grass,

Skip about, but do not tread

On my bright but lowly head, 

For I always seem to say, 

"Surely winter's gone away."

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