Monday, July 18, 2011

The Wayside Flower


Pluck not the wayside flower,
It is the traveller’s dower;
A thousand passers-by
Its beauties may espy,
May win a touch of blessing
From Nature’s mild caressing.
The sad of heart perceives
A violet under leaves
Like sonic fresh-budding hope;
The primrose on the slope
A spot of sunshine dwells,
And cheerful message tells
Of kind renewing power;
The nodding bluebell’s dye
Is drawn from happy sky.
Then spare the wayside flower!
It is the traveller’s dower.

~ (William Allingham) 1824-1889

10 comments:

Mama-Bug said...

Love that little poem Jo; and those beautiful blue blooms are so lovely. Hope you had a wonderful weekend. Hugs!

L. D. Burgus said...

Beautiful blue flowers and a great verse.

Amy @ Hungry Hungry Hippos said...

I just love this blog!! I'm a Tennessee native living in Hyderabad, India. Thanks for reminding me how beautiful my home state is... happy expat-ing :)

Gaston Studio said...

Nice peom for sure and beautiful blue flowers to brighten any day.

Country Gal said...

Lovely post and photo.

Barbara Anne said...

I remember my mother teaching me this very lesson but not in rhyme!

Lovely picture, as always!=...

Hugs!

Sandra said...

beautiful flower and poem and i want to pick one, sorry

Betsy from Tennessee said...

Don't you just love the color of those flowers???? Gorgeous!!!!
Hugs,
Betsy

George said...

Thanks for both a beautiful poem and a beautiful wayside flower.

Victoria said...

I just love your blog, and have finally gotten up enough nerve to leave a comment, lol.

The photo and the poem are just beautiful!