Forsythia! Forsythia!
How your branches hold together!
Brighter than the sun,
As yellow as fall trees.
Pretty and bright,
As pretty as the light.
You hold together like a mitt,
You’re not as tall as a pit.
You are small and bright!
You shine in the light!
When it’s night,
When the moon is bright,
You shine in the light.
Shine, shine, shine on me,
With yellow so bright in the light.