The Periwinkle Fairy

Periwinkle flower fairies

In shady shrubby places,
Right early in the year,
I lift my flowers’ faces—
O come and find them here!
My stems are thin and straying,
With leaves of glossy sheen,
The bare brown earth arraying,
For they are ever-green.
No great renown have I. Yet who
Does not love Periwinkle’s blue?