About Bluebells

“Bluebell Haze” courtesy of ArtTudor Store

The tears of dryads in a forest, naiads in waters

over the death of their beautiful prince

morphed into the flowers of dainty bluebells

vowing to the constancy of doleful remembrance

of the once fair face of their beloved with kisses.


P.S. I love the flower words of Bluebells: Loyalty and Constancy.