Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE LITTLE FLOWER STREWERS, by MATTHEW RUSSELL


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THE LITTLE FLOWER STREWERS, by                    
First Line: Dear children, kiss your flowers, and fling them at his feet
Last Line: And at whose feet, dear children, our flowers, our hearts, we throw.
Subject(s): Flowers


DEAR children, kiss your flowers, and fling them at His feet;
He comes, the Lord of flowers, of all things fair and sweet.
His glory all is hidden, but who He is you know:
Then throw your flowers before Him, and kiss them as you throw.

Yet envy not the flowers, that die so sweet a death --
One heart's fond sigh is sweeter than rose's perfumed breath;
More sweet than sweetest incense the tears of love that flow,
The thrill of faith that mingles with every flower you throw.

Yes, let your flowers be emblems of holy thoughts and prayers
That from your hearts are springing -- for hearts alone He cares.
Oh! may your hearts before Him with loving worship glow,
While thus you throw your flowers and kiss them as you throw.

With lips unstained and rosy, kiss all the roses fair --
But thorns lurk 'mid the roses, and life is full of care.
Accept its thorns and roses -- both come from God, you know:
So bear your crosses gaily, and kiss them as you go.

Not all your path, dear children, can smile, like this, with flowers:
For lifetimes would be fruitless, if all were sunny hours.
The rain and snow in season must make the roses grow:
So throw your flowers, dear children, and kiss them as you throw.

Ah! soon the rose-leaves wither -- we, too, like flowers must die,
But in the heavenly springtime shall bloom again on high,
That God unveiled beholding whom 'neath these veils we know,
And at whose feet, dear children, our flowers, our hearts, we throw.





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