When standing and smiling in the flower stall
Small buds I did observe
They didn't really entice me
Scraggly, twisty, and rather scrawny
Should I take a chance?
Would anyone love these little buds?
A chance I finally gave them
Home they came
As I watched them unfurl and shine
I fell in love
Oh, Ranunculus, how beautiful
Like a sweet ballerina's skirt, so sweet and lovely
in the morning sun