I'm delicate and beautiful and I love sunshine and rain
And I'm reoccurring coming back nearly the same
I'm everywhere will you go and everywhere you are
You'll find me someday when your travels take you far
I'm put through so much all through fall so long
And I can't get through cold winters when they come on so strong
Summer brings others that drown me out like floods
But spring is the perfect time to grow my flowering buds
It's perfect and gentle and takes good care of me
When the air is clear enough so the sun I'll still see
So every time I come back will be when the cool winds sing
Because I am your crocus and I'll come back every spring