Pink small and punctual
Pink small and punctual
Aromatic low
Covert in April
Candid in May
Dear to the Moss
Known to the Knoll
Next to the Robin
In every human Soul
Bold little Beauty
Bedecked with thee
Nature forswears
Antiquity





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