Flower Fairies of the Garden

The Song of The Narcissus Fairy Brown bulbs were buried deep; Now, from the kind old earth, Out of the winter's sleep, Comes a new birth! Flowers on stems that sway; Flowers of snowy white; Flowers as sweet as day, After the night. So does Narcissus bring Tidings most glad and plain- "Winter's gone; here is Spring - Easter again!"