The Song of the Cowslip Fairy

These are in the bog garden by our pond, except a few have escaped and are now growing in the chipping area!  A little past their best, but with a bonus bug!


The land is full of happy birds
And flocks of sheep and grazing herds.
I hear the songs of larks that fly
Above me in the breezy sky.
I hear the little lambkins bleat
My honey scent is rich and sweet.
Beneath the sun I dance and play
In April and in merry May.
The grass is green as green can be
The children shout at sight of me.
Flower Fairies of the Spring by Cicely Mary Barker