Spring Garden

Pansies sit in trim array
‘Neath elm trees cool and shady
And dream the afternoon away,—
Each one a dear old lady.

Lilics-of-the-valley ring
Fragrant snow-white bells
To wake sleepy buds that bring
Wild flowers to the dells.

Colored cups the tulips hold
To catch the morning dew;
Daffodils reflect the gold
Of sunshine all day thru.

The grass is dotted all around
With yellow dandelion;
A butterfly flutters down
To kiss a columbine.

Spring has brought her youth again
To every nook and sod.
Golden days— . . . silver rain
And a glimpse of God!

Written by M. M. R., Waterbury, CT.
Painting: “Flowering Springtime” by Tinyan Chan, oil on canvas.