IN the May-time flowers grow; <br />Little girls in meadows go; <br />Little lambs frisk with delight, <br />And in the green grass sleep at night. <br />Little birds sing all the day, <br />Oh, in such a happy way! <br />All the day the sun is bright, <br />Little stars shine all the night. <br />The Cowslip says to the Primrose, <br />'How soft the little Spring wind blows!' <br />The Daisy and the Buttercup <br />Sing every time that they look up. <br />For beneath the sweet blue sky <br />They see a pretty Butterfly; <br />The Butterfly, when he looks down, <br />Says, 'What a pretty Flower Town!'<br /><br />Kate Greenaway<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/little-girls-and-little-lambs/
