The caption underneath read:

"i found this old newspaper clipping in a poetry book that i got at a flea market, i also found a daisy and a love letter"

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Snowdrops - Mary Vivien

Snowdrops

I like to think

      That, long ago,

     There fell to earth

               Some flakes of snow

           Which loved this cold, 

            Grey world of ours

          So much, they stayed

                As snowdrop flowers.

                                                                                                                            Mary Vivien   

I'd Choose to be a Daisy

I'd Choose to be a Daisy

I'd choose to be a daisy,

If I might be a flower;

Closing my petals softly

At twilight's quiet hour;

And waking in the morning,

When falls the early dew,

To welcome Heaven's bright sunshine,

And Heaven's bright tear-drops too.

I'd choose to be a skylark,

If I might be a bird;

My song should be the loudest

The sun has ever heard;

I'd wander through the cloudland,

Far, far above the moon,

And reach right up to heaven,

Where it is always noon.

And yet I think I'd rather

Be changed into a lamb,

And in the fields spend pleasant days

A-playing by my dam.

But then, you see, I cannot be

A flower, or bird or lamb.

And why? Because I'm made to be

The little child I am!