'We are sending you, dear flowers,
Forth alone to die,
Where your gentle sisters may not weep
O'er the cold graves where you lie;
But you go to bring them fadeless life
In the bright homes where they dwell,
And you softly smile that 't is so,
As we sadly sing farewell.
O plead with gentle words for us,
And whisper tenderly
Of generous love to that cold heart,
And it will answer ye;
And though you fade in a dreary home,
Yet loving hearts will tell
Of the joy and peace that you have given:
Flowers, dear flowers, farewell!'
Great poem. Down to earth! ! I am not a poet but I am enjoying reading a lot on this site! I found your work to be excellent and Mike Monahan's work is outstanding. Regards WC
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It so sad, yet so beautiful. Louisa May Alcott. I will have to look up more of her work. I will think of this poem all day today. I hope I can write like this one day.