There is never a reason and I always would pine If one foot should step on a flower of mine. Early crocus so lowly have spread everywhere Now cuddled up with snowdrops Who are happy to share. Primrose and violet will aim to keep warm Under a bush away from a storm. Daffodils have no such care They form a crowd on my lawn And hang around there. Tulips join in when they come along With their vivid colours appearing so strong. They only all visit a few weeks each year Till the bluebells arrive and continue to cheer. I`m just their servant to see to all needs To feed and protect them and clean out the weeds.