"On sunny days in our backyard,
Two little flowers are seen,
One dressed, at times, in brightest pink 
And one in green.
The marigold is radiant, 
The rose passing fair;
The violet is ever dear, 
The orchid, ever rare;
There's lovliness1 in wild flow'rs
Of field or wide savannah,
But fairest, rarest of them all 
Are Edith and Susanna."