English poem
Sweet Are The Flowers Of Life,[1]
"Sweet are the flowers of life, Swept o'er my happy days at home; Sweet are the flowers of life When I was a little child. "Sweet are the flowers of life That I spent with my father at home; Sweet are the flowers of life When children played about the house. "Sweet are the flowers of life When the lamps are lighted at night; Sweet are the flowers of life When the flowers of summer bloomed. "Sweet are the flowers of life Dead with the snows of winter; Sweet are the flowers of life When the days of spring come on. (1) These lines were actually composed by a six-year old child.