blooming jonquils

behind the house we see the jonquils blow

in the mild air when winter seems a lie

it is the time for all good things to grow

 

outside the breezes do not cease to flow

and clouds are scudding grey across the sky

behind the house we see the jonquils blow

 

so clearly yellow do those flowers show

they banish dullness and we can descry

it is the time for all good things to grow

 

life is so eager to get up and go

so energetic it could almost fly

behind the house we see the jonquils blow

 

returning from their sleep as if they know

we long for colour to delight each eye

it is the time for all good things to grow

 

in proper order this is nature's show

we only guide it then we smile and sigh

behind the house we see the jonquils blow

it is the time for all good things to grow