Spring Gala

It's April in the woods near home.

Spring is in the air.

The invitations have arrived,

But what shall we wear?

We'll don our best blue bonnets

and coif our maiden hair.

The men will use the cock's comb

to style their mossy hair.

They'll sport their dutchman's breeches.

Fox gloves on our finger tips,

we'll laugh and spin and dance.

Petticoats will be cow slips.

Our feet are shod in ladies' slippers

so we won't stub our mistle toes.

The trumpets and blue bells will ring

to announce pretty maids in rows.

The gates will be guarded by tiger lilies,

dandelions and snap dragons, too.

We'll decorate with Chinese Lanterns,

Firecrackers and green Balloons.

We'll drink water lily in buttercups

and milk weed from bottle blue.

We'll eat currants on Aster China

and sweep the floor with a broom.

And when the moonflower rises,

the nightshade we will draw.

And close our drowsy eyes

as we sleep on ladies' bedstraw.

(Did you find all 28 plants and flowers mentioned in the poem above?)