YOURS is a garden of old-fashioned flowers; Joyous children delight to play there; Weary men find rest in its bowers, Watching the lingering light of day there. Old-time tunes and young love-laughter Ripple and run among the roses; Memory's echoes, murmuring after, Fill the dusk when the long day closes. Simple songs with a cadence olden -- These you learned in the Forest of Arden: Friendly flowers with hearts all golden -- These you borrowed from Eden's garden. This is the reason why all men love you; Truth to life is the finest art: Other poets may soar above you -- You keep close to the human heart. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ARABIAN SHAWL by KATHERINE MANSFIELD ON THE BRINK by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY THE CHURCH FLOORE by GEORGE HERBERT SONNET: DANTE (2) by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE MEN BEHIND THE GUNS by JOHN JEROME ROONEY ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 47 by PHILIP SIDNEY A SONG ABOUT SINGING by ANNE REEVE ALDRICH |