Friday, 28 June 2013

Clover-Blossom



In a quiet, pleasant meadow,
Beneath a summer sky,
Where green old trees their branches waved,
And winds went singing by;

Where a little brook went rippling
So musically low,
And passing clouds cast shadows
On the waving grass below;

Where low, sweet notes of brooding birds
Stole out on the fragrant air,
And golden sunlight shone undimmed
On all most fresh and fair;--

There bloomed a lovely sisterhood
Of happy little flowers,
Together in this pleasant home,
Through quiet summer hours.

No rude hand came to gather them,
No chilling winds to blight;
Warm sunbeams smiled on them by day,
And soft dews fell at night.

So here, along the brook-side,
Beneath the green old trees,
The flowers dwelt among their friends,
The sunbeams and the breeze.
 
Louisa May Alcott
 
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I was greeted by these beauties
this morning
- I heart everyday miracles!
 
Nina

 
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12 comments:

  1. Beautiful image and poem. I love everyday miracles too. Happy weekend. :)

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    1. Thank you Becs ... The unexpected delights do cheer one up, don't they!

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  2. Love the light and shadow play.

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  3. Great photo and very beautiful poem?

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  4. Beautiful poem. I close my eyes and feel I'm there.

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  5. I love the way you captured the light on the flower. The image goes so well with the poem!

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  6. It is just getting to be clover season here as well! Our yard will get full of low white clover flowers, and the fields and edges of woods will be full of the purple flowers. Makes for happy buzzing bees!
    Beautiful poem to go along with your beautiful everyday miracle captured!

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  7. The smallest of things can bring such joy as long as we stop to admire them!

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