She wore her yellow sun-bonnet,
She wore her greenest gown;
She turned to the south wind
And curtsied up and down.
She turned to the sunlight
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbour:
"Winter is dead."
~A.A. Milne
Miss B and Nathan chant this poem every time they see these happy harbingers of spring!
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