Kadar cvetke noč pozdravlja,
Upogibajo glavo:
Nehote jim iz očesa
Solzni biseri teko.
In cvetlična srca mila
Kvišku plavajo, dehteč,
Divno čistega življenja
Od Očeta si proseč.
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