There was laughter amid the roses, For it was their natal day; And the children in the garden were As light of heart as they. There were sighs amid the roses, For the night was coming on; And the children -- weary now of play -- Were ready to be gone. There are tears amid the roses, For the children are asleep; And the silence of the garden makes The lonely blossoms weep. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HER DILEMMA; IN CHURCH by THOMAS HARDY IDYLLS OF THE KING: MERLIN AND VIVIEN by ALFRED TENNYSON A MORNING HYMN by CHARLES WESLEY LUCY (4) by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH PSALM 39. DIXI CUSTODIAM by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE IRISES by KATHERINE HARRIS BRADLEY SONNET TO THE SEA SERPENT by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD |