The  little bulbs are  flowering like a prayer

As winter sun  expands the length of days
And afternoons grow longer with its light
The  little bulbs are  flowering like a prayer

Snowdrops small and fragile ever gave
Their beauty and their presence to our sight
As winter sun  expands the length of days

But, discontented, we demand much more
As if controlling nature is our right
As  little bulbs are  flowering like a prayer,

If we heard them speak, what would we hear?
Complaints about the trees that rage incite
As winter sun  expands the length of days

Do such tender plants  live in great fear
That cats and mice may  snatch a greedy bite
While   the bulbs are  flowering like a prayer?

All of nature eats  with  ripe delight
And  then is eaten by a satellite
As winter sun  expands the length of days
The  little bulbs are  flowering like a prayer