Poem: "Crocus in the Snow"

Sweet girl, don't let your love bloom

like a crocus in the snow.
Please save your gentle heart

for someone warm.

Don't let your love bloom purple

with a sweet enduring sorrow.

Just wait for fragrant Spring

and you may keep your heart from harm.

I've seen your blue eyes follow him

just waiting for a sign.

I know the look of pleading,

"How I wish that you were mine!"

But know a crocus blooming

means more flow'rs will surely come,

and his frosty gaze won't hold you

when the man of Springtime comes.

Sweet girl, don't let your love bloom

like a crocus in the snow.

Please save your gentle heart

for someone warm.

Don't let your love bloom purple

with a sweet enduring sorrow.

Just wait for fragrant Spring

and you may keep your heart from harm.

I've seen the way he sweeps around

like Jack Frost, hard and nimble.

I've seen him blow cold kisses

to the ladies on the town.

I know you hope to melt his heart

and his cool sheen makes you tremble,

but when the roses bloom in Spring

you'll forget he was around.

Sweet girl, don't let your love bloom

like a crocus in the snow.

Please save your gentle heart

for someone warm.

Don't let your love bloom purple

with a sweet enduring sorrow.

Just wait for fragrant Spring

and you may keep your heart from harm.
Just wait- a man of spring will come

and he will keep you warm.

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