SPRING’S EASTER LILY (To my wife Ruby)
Reading edition
By the walk way grew Spring’s Easter lily Wet with the morning dew, But with love I gave to Billy. Now there is your petals nice and yellow And rich as the dripping of gold. So why are you lonely, little fellow, You’ve won me, heart and soul. Would you love to be a little present And one that isn’t silly To the sweetest little pheasant My dearest, darling Billy.