THE WONDER-FLOWERS
Summer roses falling, falling on the grass; petal showers of crimson, white, and gold; beauty wilting, wilting, as the days of sunshine pass; but still remembered when the heart is old! Other flowers will blossom, ere the year is done; autumn brings its purple afterglow; but the magic of the roses is the magic of the sun; and Time stands still while summer roses blow. Time stands still while Memory gleans the garnered sweet; the other-world of rapture in a rose. . . Soft we tread the fallen flowers with
hushed, reluctant feet; they’ll sleep, with all our dreams, beneath the snows!
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Sun (Auckland), Volume II, Issue 460, 15 September 1928, Page 23
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102THE WONDER-FLOWERS Sun (Auckland), Volume II, Issue 460, 15 September 1928, Page 23
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