Under The Snow
 
What is it lies under the snow,
Safe in the warm earth below,
Waiting to grow?
 
Creeping and sprouting below,
The grass roots are waiting to grow
Under the snow.
 
Flowerets their colors holding,
Lilies their petals are folding
Under the snow.
 
Buttercup buds lie sleeping,
Their gold in the safest of keeping
Under the snow.
 
“In March come the March winds,
They blow and they blow,
They sweep up the brown leaves
That green ones may grow.”

- Anon.