A Spring Song – Anonymous
See the yellow catkins cover
All the slender willows over;
And on the mossy banks so green
Starlike primroses are seen;
And their clustering leaves below
White and purple violets grow.
Hark, the little lambs are bleating
And the cawing rooks are meeting
In the elms, a noisy crowd;
And all birds are singing loud.
There, the first white butterfly
The Magic Piper – E.L. Marsh
There piped a piper in the wood
Strange music – soft and sweet –
And all the little wild things
Came hurrying to his feet.
They sat around him on the grass,
And listened, as with shining eyes
Sweet melodies he made.
The wood grew green, and flowers sprang up,
The birds began to sing;
For the music it was magic,
And the piper’s name was – Spring!