Buttercups and Daisies
Buttercups and daisies—
O the pretty flowers!
Coming ere the spring-time,
To tell of sunny hours.
When the trees are leafless;
When the fields are bare;
Buttercups and daisies
Spring up here and there.
Welcome, yellow buttercups!
Welcome, daisies white!
Ye are in my spirit
Vision’d, a delight!
Coming ere the spring-time,
Of sunny hours to tell—
Speaking to our hearts of Him
Who doeth all things well.
Mary Howitt.