  Early in the spring Beneath the veranda grew A lonely little violet, And it brought our love anew The days that we were parted. My heart was ever true, I shall always love this violet, This violet and you. I’ll pluck this little fellow, And to you I’ll tenderly give. It’s a token of our reunion, May our love always live. Though life could give no sweeter, too, Than this violet, this violet, and you. And I shall hold in memory This violet, purple and green, For returning life’s happiness To me, that’s what it means. Though my love it blew and blew, Rack to this violet, this violet, and you. |
|
