Ivy

Ivy is a name That I see for a child Who flows like the wind Half soft and half wild Starting out a seed Waiting to be free Sprouting all across Like look look look at me! Traveling back and forth And also up and down Twisting to and fro Laughing like a clown. As she grows so tall As she’s fed with love She will lift your spirits Like an angel from above. For Ivy will be pretty Ivy will be seen Ivy the chosen color As always, Lucky Green.