Wednesday, September 21, 2005

For Clew

Roses, that briefly live,
Joy is your dower --
Blest be the fates that give

One perfect hour:

And, though, too soon you die,

In your dust glows
Something the passer-by
Knows, was a Rose.

--Louise Chandler Moulton


clew said...

Thanks, sweetie - I appreciate this so much. Very beautiful and so appropriate.

I'm so very glad we've become friends through our blogging! XOXOXO

Rebecca said...

That is beautiful... how kind of you!

martie said...

Beautiful and so like our friend Clew! She is a very special lady and you appear to be one also!