(28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827 / London)

The Wild Flower's Song

As I wandered the forest,
The green leaves among,
I heard a Wild Flower
Singing a song.

'I slept in the earth
In the silent night,
I murmured my fears
And I felt delight.

'In the morning I went
As rosy as morn,
To seek for new joy;
But oh! met with scorn.'

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what happened to the flower to met with scorn...not clear to me
Superb imagery......................10+++
............so fantastic....and such a beautiful poem ★
What a beautiful song! ! You are a real and talented artist! ! RIP