Literary Wildflowers
Week three of Wildflower Morning’s blog-a-long 
Found this at The Baldwin Project:
THE VIOLET
Down in a green and shady bed
A modest violet grew;
Its stalk was bent, it hung its head,
As if to hide from view.
And yet it was a lovely flower,
No colours bright and fair;
It might have graced a rosy bower,
Instead of hiding there.
Yet there it was content to bloom,
In modest tints arrayed;
And there diffused its sweet perfume,
Within the silent shade.
Then let me to the valley go,
This pretty flower to see;
That I may also learn to grow
In sweet humility.
~JANE TAYLOR~
January 30th, 2008 at 8:15 am
Amen,
Then let me to the valley go,
This pretty flower to see;
That I may also learn to grow
In sweet humility.
That’s where it all starts!
January 30th, 2008 at 8:49 am
That is so beautiful and perfect for that photo!!
January 30th, 2008 at 9:10 am
I love this. Thank you for finding this poem to share with us. I like your photo too.
January 30th, 2008 at 10:18 am
We were on the same wavelength….I posted about a violet too!!!
Your kindred spirit,
Barb-Harmony Art Mom
January 30th, 2008 at 5:01 pm
What a lovely poem about the violet. I can’t wait to see the violets in my garden.
January 30th, 2008 at 8:57 pm
Very nice, in the spring violets, grow in our lawn, and they are a welcome sight.
January 31st, 2008 at 12:33 am
You’ve set the bar!!!