Bluebells

If you go up to the woods today
You'll see bluebells ringing silently,
Swaying in the breeze.
How I wish I could hear their tinkling carillon,
But that's only for the wood elves and fairies
To waken them for Spring.


Bluebells are one of our hardiest of wild flowers, faithfully returning year after year. In the language of flowers their meaning is Constancy.