All Among the Hay

Children playing around a haystack

ALL among the buttercups,
All among the hay!
Oh that spring would come again,
With its merry May!

Hasten summer’s pleasant days,
Summer’s pleasant hours;
Send us back the butterflies
And the pretty flowers.
 Yes, bright days will come again,
Winter soon will go,
And the smiling sun shall melt
All this dreary snow.
Then beside the flowing stream
Merrily we’ll play,
All among the buttercups,
All among the hay.