In pensive mood, I walked along the garden path one day, And there beside the wall where shines the sun I cleared a little place and dug a hole, And planted there a rosebush, only one. In careless mood, I walked along the path again one day, And on the stem two tiny leaves I found. My heart leaped up! A miracle I saw, A growing thing made this a hallowed ground. In happy mood, I went to see my rosebush every day, And dug and sprayed and watered it with care. My heart rejoiced when each new leaf appeared, My friends came out to see, my joy to share. In joyous mood, I watched each day a tiny bud unfold And slowly opened leaves of rarest shade, A velvet pink no artist's brush could tint; It was my own, its beauty I had made. (Oh changing mood!) A full-blown rose I plucked one day with care And placed it in a vase where I could see. I think I never saw a rose so rare As one I grew and watched from day to day! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FALSE FRIENDS-LIKE by WILLIAM BARNES AN INVITE TO ETERNITY by JOHN CLARE THE TEMPERAMENTS by EZRA POUND MONNA INNOMINATA, A SONNET OF SONNETS: 5 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI MOTHER'S WORLD by MARGARET H. ALDEN CHRISTOPHER COLUMBUS by JOANNA BAILLIE JOHN THE BAPTIST by JOHN STUART BLACKIE UNINITIATED by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 15 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH |