Snowdrops

Snowdrops

Beneath the leaf-green shadows, glow,
Pale buds that herald spring:
On borders of receding snow
Where grasping grasses cling.

Evoking early childhood days,
When I would lie for hours,
And see the slanting sunbeams blaze
Golden in the flowers.

Their faultless, sturdy blooms withstand,
The turbulence of skies,
And in the vernal warmth expand
To form wide bell-shaped eyes.

They watched my boyhood blossom bright
In simple innocence;
The swaying flowers lambent-white
White drooping indolence.

Now fading with the failing light,
Where spreads the dusk's calm haze:
The trembling petals closing tight,
Reflect the moon's faint rays.