Nat Your Name, Please Poem by Mill Field

Nat Your Name, Please



Vibrant yellows in the grass
Halt my feet whene'er I pass;
Delicate in form to see
And nodding heads most cheerfully.

They open to the warming sun
Or shyly hide till rain is done.

Crocus? Lily? of the wild
What your name is I know not;
Let it be: Forget-You-Not.

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