Monday, June 11, 2012

The Violet


Violets by Paul DeLongpre

The Violet


Down in a green and shady bed
A modest violet grew;
Its stalk was bent, it hung its head,
As if to hide from view.

And yet it was a lovely flower,
No colours bright and fair;
It might have graced a rosy bower,
Instead of hiding there.

Yet there it was content to bloom,
In modest tints arrayed;
And there diffused its sweet perfume,
Within the silent shade.

Then let me to the valley go,
This pretty flower to see;
That I may also learn to grow
In sweet humility.

~  by Jane Taylor (1783-1824) *


*Historical Note: Ms. Taylor is also the author of "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star".


2 comments:

  1. Beautiful poem..... expressing a beautiful thought - especially in our world of neon colors, exposed skin, and other ways to draw attention to oneself.... and be noticed. I am glad we don't have to compete for notice from God. :)

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