The Whispered Flowers

Many a flower,

Love a shower,

Especially in the month of May.

Once I heard them say,

On a bright and sunny day,

"Whisper, whisper," one to another,

Sister to sister, brother to brother.

"We sing and play all the day through,

Me to him, her to you.

What we like, better than playin',

Is a nice shower or rain."

1983 Poetry Project for Engligh