Waving so flower-like,
When the winds blow!
Into the starlight,
Rushing in spray,
Happy at midnight—
Happy by day!
Ever in motion,
Blithesome and cheery,
Still climbing heavenward,
Never aweary;
Waving so flower-like,
When the winds blow!
Into the starlight,
Rushing in spray,
Happy at midnight—
Happy by day!
Ever in motion,
Blithesome and cheery,
Still climbing heavenward,
Never aweary;