The Greeting Of The Roses

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Title:     The Greeting Of The Roses
Author: Hamlin Garland [More Titles by Garland]

We had been long in mountain snow,
In valleys bleak, and broad, and bare,
Where only moss and willows grow,
And no bird wings the silent air.
And so when on our downward way,
Wild roses met us, we were glad;
They were so girlish fair, so gay,
It seemed the sun had made them mad.

[The end]
Hamlin Garland's poem: The Greeting Of The Roses

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