Children of the Winter Garden

CHILDREN OF THE WINTER GARDEN Snowdrop pokes her little face Up through the winter snows; First she comes before the Crocus First she is to go. Dainty Daphne dressed in white Such fragrance spreading from her flowers; January’s child surely knows She lifts the heart through frigid hours. Red Amaryllis steals the show, Dramatic thespian we remember; Performing under many names, Takes her bows in December. Cyclamen blooms at Valentine’s Day In red or pink or white; Reminds us of our friendship ways A valentine delight. Bleeding Heart, a name so sad Doesn’t this bother you, just a tad? Valentine blossoms on a string In the woodlands rides on a swing. Winter Carolina Jasmine Stretches out upon the fence; Brightest yellow trumpet flowers - Fragrance like sweet incense. Holly wears a cape of green Bright red berries with a glossy sheen; Celebrates in the winter scene Doesn’t want to look so mean! Courageous Crocus in the cold You laugh at snow with glee; Dressed in your gown of colors bold, Such a cheerful child to see. Paper Whites coaxed to grow When calendar pages turn to December; Pure white flowers seem to glow As gifts for friends we remember.