Author Anonymous Juniper, Juniper, Green in the snow;Sweetly you smell And prickly you grow.Juniper, Juniper, Blue in the fall:Give me some berries, Prickles and all. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 3.6 (16 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments