My name is Primrose, I live in the east, <br />I am most hardy, as to say the least. <br />My nature is sweet, tender and mellow, <br />and my petals are a brightly coloured yellow. <br />I bloom in the spring, when the air is new, <br />I sparkle like gold dust, on the morning dew. <br /> <br />Cowslip is my name, I am the wild one. <br />However did I get this name, was it something I done! <br />The fields and hedgerow, is my humble abode, <br />but I sometimes hang out at the side of the road. <br />I like to show my colours, when I bloom at dawn. <br />In the birth of early spring, when new buds are born. <br /> <br />Bluebell pretty bluebell, I am now on parade <br />blooming to perfection in woodland and glade. <br />I love the woods, and it's warm soft breeze, <br />blowing gently through, the tall green trees <br />I am rather wild, so please keep your distance <br />one of the just four and very resistant. <br /> <br />Digitalis is my name, the tall foxglove, <br />when you take a look at me, you may fall in love <br />I am the centre of attraction, to the busy pollen bee <br />I give him security, Although I am wild and free <br />I am the ruler of the countryside, I own a large domain <br />and I also help the sick, to cure them from pain <br /> <br />You have now met us all, The Four Just Flowers. <br />Some of us are pretty and some of us have powers <br />You may call us commoners of the countryside, <br />but we are really are justified, and hold a lot of pride. <br />We like to look good when it's our turn to bloom, <br />so don't make our live's all doom and gloom<br /><br />sylvia spencer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/four-just-flowers/
