Nursery rhymes are not as popular as they once were. I was exposed to some as a child but I reason today most children would have had little exposure. Below is a nursery rhyme about our current season of the year.
Spring
There came a lady from Fairy-land,
Who carried a primrose in her hand;
The green grass leapt after, wherever she trod,
And daises and butter-cups danced on the sod.
Her locks were pale may-flowers, a sunbeam her nose;
Her breath was the cowslip’s, she’d bells on her toes;
Her eyes were blue violets, her lips were red flame,
Her voice was the throstle’s-and Spring was her name!
This past weekend I was invited to the Catana Estate, a popular venue for weddings. The flowers of Spring adorned this grand property creating a virtual Fairyland for all to enjoy. Nursery rhymes are for our enjoyment and the development of our imaginations. Read them to your families and share why they still have lasting value to shape our affections.
Spring unlocks the flowers to paint the laughing soil.
– Herber
If Spring is becoming old hat for you or you have lost the wonder consider this quote from Longfellow.
“If spring came but once in a century, instead of once
a year, or burst forth with the sound of an
earthquake, and not in silence, what wonder and
expectation there would be in all hearts to behold the
miraculous change! But now the silent succession
suggests nothing but necessity. To most men only the
cessation of the miracle would be miraculous, and
the perpetual exercise of God’s power seem less
wonderful that its withdrawal would be.”
