Oh, brave little snowdrop
How you coyly hang your head
whilst other flowers around you
lie dormant in their bed
Proudly stands your slender frame
against the bitter wind
waiting for that feeble sun
on which your hopes are pinned
Your spirit is a comfort
on dark and dismal days
which is why I honour you
with my heartfelt words of praise
You spend the year just waiting
While the mad world spins around
In silent anticipation
Just below the ground
You always seem to know
when it is your time
my fragile little friend,
the reason for this rhyme
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