LEGEND OF THE PRIMROSE

 

LEGEND OF THE PRIMROSE 

BY ALICE J. CLEATOR, OHIO 

ONCE the primrose, it is said, 
In the days of long ago 

Was as white as wind-blown snow. 

"Primrose, O how pale you are! 

Really you are quite absurd." 

Cried the blossoms near and far.

 White as morning's fading star 

Primrose answered not a word. 

But one day the kindly sun 

Changed the primrose's pallid hue 

To a color bright and new. 

Swift her petals wore the gleam 

Of the sunshine's golden beam. 

In delight the blossoms cried 

"Primrose, you re the garden's pride!"

References:

The Mayflower 1904