Liverwort blooms, small and sweet,
A sign of courage beneath our feet.
Liverwort, rise and glow,
Through the frost, your colors show.
Liverwort, bold and free,
A hidden treasure for all to see.
Through the cracks of icy ground,
Liverwort makes its quiet sound.
Softly shining, pure and small,
A quiet strength that conquers all.
Feel the breeze, it starts to sing,
Liverwort blooms in the early spring.
Step by step, the story grows,
A flower’s light that softly glows.
Liverwort, rise and glow,
Through the frost, your colors show.
Liverwort, bold and free,
A hidden treasure for all to see.
Underneath the winter’s chill,
Liverwort holds a quiet will.
Through the shadows, you remain,
A burst of life in cold terrain.
Feel the rhythm, the pulse is near,
Liverwort whispers, “Have no fear.”
Every bloom a song of grace,
Bringing warmth to every space.
Liverwort, rise and glow,
Through the frost, your colors show.
Liverwort, bold and free,
A hidden treasure for all to see.
In the stillness, where dreams reside,
Liverwort blooms with gentle pride.
Through the frost, your strength prevails,
A quiet power that never fails.
Liverwort, rise and shine,
A timeless beauty, so divine.
Liverwort, soft and strong,
A melody where hearts belong!
Liverwort, a symbol of grace,
Spreading love in every place.
Liverwort, bloom with cheer,
Hope and peace forever near.