And, blaring from the garden wall,
The trumpet flower led them all.



Flower Preferences


If I were a tiny fairy
With nothing else to do
But to wriggle into flowers
All the long day through,

I'd dance among the roses,
I'd take a stately walk,
Balancing precisely
On an Easter-lily stalk.

For play I'd choose the jonquils,
For swimming, poppy cups,
For jokes and tricks and tiny naps,
The Johnny-jump-ups!

But on some quiet evening,
I'd leave my fairy band,
And on a star-flower through the sky
I'd sail to fairyland.