You, my spring damsel
Are the bell-shaped belle of any ball
You are my inspirations�� climb
My proof of coming Summer time
You are first to announce this call
I see you, dear in peep
You waken to tip for a sunny day
Proving values�� your worth
Your head above the solemn earth
A sweet emblem of nature��s way
In reason is your dress
No matter what colour is grown
In any hedgerow or border
Your look is all of beauty��s order
In full spread growth or on our own
Dear Tulip, in your bloom
Petals cupped liked hands in prayer
In thanking a Sweet Lord
For the gift that your beauty afford
In this natural flowering��s affair.