I said unto a lovely rose
That in my garden grew,
‘When chilly Autumn comes around,
Sweet rose, what will you do?’
Said she, ‘When Autumn breezes blow
I’ll rain my petals down,
And on them little brookside elves
Will sail to Fairy Town.’
(John Russell Hayes)
More Poetry from John Russell Hayes:
- The Old-Fashioned Garden (John Russell Hayes Poems)
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- England (John Russell Hayes Poems)
- Whittier's Birthday (John Russell Hayes Poems)
- Sweet Spring Is Here (John Russell Hayes Poems)
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