Karle Wilson Baker

(1878 - 1960 / United States)

Apple And Rose - Poem by Karle Wilson Baker

My little daughter is a tea-rose,
Satin to the touch,
Wine to the lips,
And a faint, delirious perfume.
But my little son
Is a June apple,
Firm and cool,
And scornful of too much sweetness,
But full of tang and flavor
And better than bread to the hungry.
O wild winds, and clumsy, pilfering bees,
With the whole world to be wanton in,
Will you not spare my little tea-rose?
And O ruthless blind creatures,
Who lay eggs of evil at the core of life,
Pass by my one red apple,
That is so firm and sound!


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  • Myla Rose Gigante (5/18/2013 6:36:00 AM)


    i like this poem! ! she really love her son and daughter... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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