A friend sent me roses For my old blue bowl. Against a scarf of blue and amethyst, Color and fragrance are delicately blent. With the flowers have come enjoyment, Memories, longings, evasive dreams; For a lover once sent me roses For my old blue bowl. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SILVER by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE DOWN THE MISSISSIPPI: 1. EMBARKATION by JOHN GOULD FLETCHER KIT CARSON'S RIDE by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER THE FIGHT AT SAN JACINTO [APRIL 21, 1836] by JOHN WILLIAMSON PALMER THE HOUND OF HEAVEN by FRANCIS THOMPSON THE BUTTERFLY by MARGARET AVISON |