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WILD FLOWERS
- YELLOW Kingcup, is it true
- That Fairie Kings drink out of you,
- Golden Kingcup full of dew?
- “My cup is filled,” the flower replies,
- “For Kings and Queens and butterflies.”
- Creeping scarlet Pimpernel,
- With your closed or opened bell,
- Do you shower and shine foretell?
- “Low lying on the dusty grass,
- I am the poor man’s weather‐glass.”
- Fiery Golans, you who glow
- Like suns upon the marshes low,
- From earth or heaven do you grow?
- “A giant dropped us from his car,
- Flakes of the sun’s own fire we are.”
- Daisy, with a yellow breast,
- More beautiful than all the rest,
- ’Tis you can say who loves us best.
- “I rise and spread beneath your feet,
- In silver leaves, my portents sweet.”
E.K.
