Waiting To Grow
Little white snowdrop, just waking up,
Violet, daisy, and sweet buttercup
Think of the flowers that are under the snow,
Waiting to grow!
And think what hosts of queer little seeds
Of flowers and mosses, of ferns and of weeds
Are under the leaves and under the snow,
Waiting to grow!
Think of the roots getting ready to sprout,
Reaching their slender, brown fingers about
Under the ice and the leaves and the snow,
Waiting to grow!
Only a month or a few weeks more
Will they have to wait behind that door;
Listen and watch and wait below
Waiting to grow!
Nothing so small, and hidden so well,
That God will not find it, and presently tell
His sun where to shine and his rain where to go,
Helping them grow!