forsythia

Harold, from my suspect memory I think this is the whole poem. The forsythia bush as everyone knows
Is sunshine arranged in bright yellow bows.
 You never would know it could do such a trick
At just the right moment it bursts through the stick
I am afraid I missed a few lines but I'll research it.

http://www.thimblemouseandspouse.blogspot.ca/p/t.html

Pretty spring tulips on this table runner.  And It looks easy too. You could make your own templates for the tulip.