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Gabriel Setoun

How the Flowers Grow

This is how the flowers grow:

I have watched them and I know.


First, above the ground is seen

A tiny blade of purest green,

Reaching up and peeping forth

East and west, and south and north.


Then it shoots up day by day,

Circling in a curious way

Round a blossom, which it keeps

Warm and cozy while it sleeps.


Then the sunbeams find their way

To the sleeping bud and say,

"We are children of the sun

Sent to wake thee, little one."


And the leaflet opening wide

Shows the tiny bud inside,

Peeping with half-opened eye

On the bright and sunny sky.


Breezes from the west and south

Lay their kisses on its mouth;

Till the petals all are grown,

And the bud's a flower blown.


This is how the flowers grow:

I have watched them and I know.