10. Snowdrop
10.
Snowdrop
Poking your lovely head above the ground.
Loveliness, without a sound.
Has winter gone, is springtime here?
Not yet, it’s coming soon, don’t fear.
Gentle as a snowflake, linger on.
For a while you’re here, then gone.
How glad I am to see you when you show,
whisper this to me, I come, I go.
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