SUNSHINE and ever sunshine! Day by day
Well nigh with fierceness on the earth it beats.
If clouds come near, the darkest soon retreats,
Promising moisture which it fails to pay.
Hard task it is to keep the garden gay:
Summer his own beneficence defeats
By his excess; too soon the beauty fleets
From flowers that feel his too oppressive sway.
Ah the poor flowers! They cannot voice their need:
They can but suffer, faint, and droop, and die;
Yet with a silent eloquence they plead
For help. Shall we, who reared them, help deny?
Though we have toiled and fain would sit at ease,
We are less weary and less faint than these.
(Robert Henry Forster)
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