Christened upon flowered fields of ancient Galilee

Eager bud of Spring this eternal mystery,

Suzanne

To rock cleft mot, harsh earth, and slope

Defiant there she clings with hope

Where white petals, breezily rippling

Bring soft scented whispers

To her claim

Enticing, hidden secret place, this lily of the valley

Pert orchid blossom sprout from under leafy hood

A name whose bearers oft forsake

Yet epic strengths so scantly understood

For never was true man who once ere teased

This lusty gift of sun warmth dew to land

Whence yielded plucked by his caressing hand

To thence deny the loving name,

Suzanne