Shooting Star Flowers

STARS of childhood, Stars of the wildwood, Shooting stars of purple and pink, Stars that hang in trembling showers, Stars of spring that are more than flowers, Swinging blithe at the cañon’s brink!

Birds are playing Above you, swaying, Beloved stars of the woodland spring! Children shout and sing when they see you, And where is the fairy who dares to free you, Joyous spirits that sway and swing!